I couldn't tell the difference between illusion and reality, and the internal pressure was clamoring to be released, but the only way out was blocked by my own hands. Then I started to lose control.
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[It is the product of random thoughts and writing, and it should be based on darkness and sadness...]
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A favorite saying I heard recently is: "The last thing the goddess put in Pandora's box was a gift called 'hope', but the person who opened the box was afraid because it had released too many disasters and closed the box prematurely."
I hope that I can release "hope" after I wait until all the disasters are released.
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[Reminder: I try my best to write, but you don't have to try your best to read. It's best to be happy.