People are working hard to live,
Weave your own life.
For power, for fame, for family,
For what you get, for what you can't get,
For love, hate, regret, and desire,
All kinds of emotions are gathered into weaving threads,
It turned into a colorful cage.
We all fall into the prison we drew,
Struggling, suffering, and shouting,
But no one wants to get out of this invisible prison.
Become a prisoner of yourself.
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Concept: Prison of love