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She's in panic!
She woke up and real life was still a nightmare.
Whatever she created is canceling her.
It is shouting at her face: "You did wrong!"
She refuses to reject what enabled her to thrive.
She spat blood.
She fought with wild beasts.
She defeated paranoia.
She ate from her own flesh for what she's got.
She doesn't even feel that she possess something ...
She borrowed at high interest rate.
Paying poll tax.
She's drowning, help, drowning!
She's still trying to swim.
She started something good with him,
she ended alone.
Who can measure the injustice?
Who will compliment her power?
Who will console her?
A world full of units.
Silencing and silence.
Even when a ray of light shines,
dust, voiceless in front of death.
What do you fear?
We have our lives just to live.
Wherever it goes.
Just as it goes.
Something good always emerges.
Though
He chose to turn his back to her.
