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This happened before, as soon as I thought of you, the sky was bright, I didn't want you anymore, the sky was bright, turning around and gritting my teeth, the knife was busy cutting meat. Night in the lamp, I was in the oil, as you can imagine, in someone else's mouth

This happened before

Thinking of you,

It's light,

I don't want you anymore.

The sky is bright and bright,

Turn around and grit your teeth,

Knife cut meat busy.

Night in the lamp,

I'm in the oil,

As you can imagine,

What is relayed from the mouth of others,

At the end of the lamp is ash,

Lines like luminous grass,

Elongated cut splicing,

You are a magician in black.

Close your eyes

It's all you.

Open your eyes,

Where are you?

You are a trafficker

Kidnapped my heart and liver

Abducted my three views

Kidnapped my seven tricks

Abducted my six gods

The little beast I've been raising for years

2022.2.11

#Original Essay # #Color Impermanence#

derivation:

The length of the autumn night

Empty has its name,

We're just that

Take a look,

It is dawn.

INTERVIEWER ONO OMACHI

This happened before, as soon as I thought of you, the sky was bright, I didn't want you anymore, the sky was bright, turning around and gritting my teeth, the knife was busy cutting meat. Night in the lamp, I was in the oil, as you can imagine, in someone else's mouth
This happened before, as soon as I thought of you, the sky was bright, I didn't want you anymore, the sky was bright, turning around and gritting my teeth, the knife was busy cutting meat. Night in the lamp, I was in the oil, as you can imagine, in someone else's mouth

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