This piece of time and space
This square world
Someone cried silently
Someone sang wildly
Someone has passed away gorgeously
Someone with a foul smell survives
There are ugly scars
Warm scenery
There's a name
It's called the human world
exist
sometimes
Just because
The warmth of that star
More than 400 words were sent and failed. It's the same wrist and wisdom again. Same sound. The person being fed. But are there people who are awake in pain?
How terrifying is it when the ears, around you, and everywhere you look have turned the same blood red?
To be born as a human being is to be free and to be treated well. But how many people can refuse to be kept in captivity? And how many "people" can be treated kindly? Perhaps those who are not worthy of being human beings deserve to be called ants, and let others trample and knead.
Obviously he is trapped, but he is still doing the nosy rat. Is there such a fool in this world?
A fool is also good, at least she is not blind.
The world of captivity is too boring! Is there anything more enjoyable than the freedom to see the scenery?
