Having lived to this age, I gradually understand that there are too many helpless things in life.
I don't dare to complain to people for fear of scaring them away.
I had no choice but to express my thoughts to the prison wall.
It turns out that I am the only one in the world. It's not that I'm afraid of loneliness, I've simply started to get used to enjoying it.
It's just that my eyes are covered by rain and fog, and I can't see through. I'm on this side of the rain curtain, and time just stops.
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