The creaking ancient door panels, the flickering will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night, the closed space with nowhere to escape, the desperate and melancholy love that cannot be repented, and the nameless black shadows all merge into a melody that makes people struggle hopelessly.
The misguided soul, the ferry on the other side, and the rootless struggle are intertwined with the hopeless melody. I compose a new melody and pick out the budding hopes. One wrong step and a broken foot.
When the initially empty eyes carry the soul of humanity and are destroyed? Newborn? Unpredictable…
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