Mom slept
Text/White Shade
Mom slept
You must be exhausted
When I was young, my neighbors praised me
He is a sensible child
Will press the index finger against the lips
Tell people to speak softly
Now you're asleep
So many people are crying about you
I don't want to be sensible either
Desperately shouting at you
Stop
Text/White Shade
The results were immediate
One by one
Buried deeply
Departure Arrival
A lot can happen
Some are a lifetime of life
Some of them were in a hurry
The end that can't be reached
An irresistible fate
Familiar place
What is given to us
Cookie-cutter scenery
Unfamiliar station names
Let us yearn
There is no fresh proof when it arrives
Under a stop sign
I counted the station names
I don't know where I'll be
Lost his life
鸽子
Text/White Shade
What a similar bunch
White-gray feathers
It's like shaping in a mold
In the square, you walk like a lady
Carrying a long skirt
An occasional flap of the wings
Three feet above the ground there will be a god
If the swarm suddenly flies into the sky
There will be a large white cloud
It will also be projected on the ground
Heaven and earth in one go
Such a tacit understanding echoes each other from afar
It's been a long time since the sky
You're still flying
elephant
Text/White Shade
Tons of life
If you have a weight, you have to bear a weight
Increased weight
And ants
You'll take them with you too
Go into the distance
in your world
Forest, Plain, Alpine
Gray rough body
It seems to be cement
Freshly built brick walls
Huge ears
It is two large plantain leaves
Narrow and slender eyes
Bring some kind of goodness
The frequency emitted by the soles of your feet
It's calling
Distant partners
And in my world
The lights are lit in the distance
In the dark
It's only going to be darker
You're in the distance
Black
Rectangular arrangement
It is a thick wall of history
It's been 40 million years
Ochika Wither-ri
How many times have you
Silently towards death
Bury yourself yourself
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