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I have lost sight of what I lived for.
Even if I abuse a body and work, nothing is left in my both hands.
I must seem to still live.Every day with much one to lose than being provided.
Nobody knows such me.
Nobody heals such me.
I know itNot visiting the life in the days that are sabbath.
What you must be able to finish running throughout the life.
I do not understand whether it is to be advantage for whom as expected at all.
Is new while a person makes a mistake, and compensating for the mistake; make a mistake.
And life visits intellect in a marsh.
Even if it is the ridiculous life that I advance towards the ending while knowing an ending, nobody avoids it.
When anyone lives from this life, it is not appeared.
Nobody knows such me.
Nobody heals such me.
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