Loneliness at midnight, Like a sharp blade. Scratched but no trace. Stop but no peace. It’s quietly approaching behind. Like putting fire in oil. If a meteor does not fall, Darkness will not draw. Always hovering in front and back of the intersection, It seems that everything is not far. But the result is faint. …
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