The wind in the dark night cuts people's faces.
People freeze in this indifference and die in this indifference. The air of emptiness was gradually eroded by silence, which was terrifying.
Quiet... Reminiscent of death.
But, at least you can give me a little warmth. Am I being selfish? I selfishly want you to stay, forgetting that you may leave one day. I selfishly want you to stay and forget
What position do I occupy in your heart?
Why even if I hold it so tightly, you are still like the fine sand in my hand, quietly leaving from my fingertips.
Falling from Tokyo Tower, cherry blossoms flying with despair, the world... Is finally quiet...
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