Those Late Nights

The dead of night is silent.

And so unnecessary emotions begin to surface.

Like the sound of wind stirring the leaves, sudden and brief, then gone without a trace.

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Written as a diary, in the first person. No logic, updated whenever.

What was Dazai Osamu thinking?

Did he truly find redemption?

Or did he sink deeper into the darkness until he was beyond saving?

Theme: Dazai Osamu's thoughts