..."Want to be cowardly or strong. You can live a life like an emperor, or choose to be a submissive servant."
..."Do you want this kind of life?"
This choice is difficult, and she is still stuck in the middle, unable to make a decision. I have tried to become an elite and a king, and let others control my surroundings. This feeling is really enjoyable, but once I leave the stage and return to my nest, I feel extremely tired. Very good but not myself, a stranger with the same appearance.
... And some of the warmth hidden in my heart will be gone.
But there are reasons not to give up on any of them.
I surely know my pride will go to the wall, my life will burst its bonds in exceeding pain, and my empty heart will sob out in music like a hollow reed, and the stone will melt in tears.
I surely know the hundred petals of a lotus will not remain closed for ever and the secret recess of its honey will be bared.
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