[Don't let the monster know you are a monster]
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Black box
I am a person, they all say I am a person.
This is an ordinary world. They all say that this is an ordinary world.
But I think, no, this is not an ordinary world at all, because someone told me: "The ordinary world has flowers, grass, sky, and busy traffic."
And my world is cramped, dark, and damp.
Moss grew around me, and the smell of decay kept pouring into my nose. I was trapped in a black box, and no one could save me.
My toys are dolls.
My partners are strange-looking creatures with different looks from me.
So, who am I?
Later, a group of people calling themselves players came to my home...
But I have nothing here, I thought.
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Sinking stone
Stones sink in the river and people float on the water.
There was a ringing in the ears that was blocked.
And I was sitting on the steel bridge, looking under the bridge.
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Ashes Diary
The diary hides secrets and writes down the past.
I exist, I have been, I have passed.
What can be used to fill an empty heart?
Is it the heart or the feelings?
Or is it a pair of hands that can lift me up?
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Formalin
The head, torso, limbs, internal organs, and heart soaked in formalin gave birth to reason.
A: Head - "I'm looking for my eyes, my brain."
B: Torso - "I want... What do I want?"
C: Limbs – "Where is the torso?"
D: Internal organs - "I want to enter the warm torso and become a warm and wriggling organ."
E: Heart - The heart is placed in someone else's chest, beating again and again, falling into a long sleep in the endless search.
Intention: Random thoughts, wild imagination, write whatever comes to mind.