Sometimes, we hope that our appearance will make the people around us smell different, but more often we want to be ignored and slowly disappear in a corner, just like the air in the air. Floating dust is everywhere, but it can be completely forgotten. In this way, we can enjoy the joy of escaping from the noise in peace. We can let the light spirit swaying along the line of consciousness travel to the world without concealment. The transparency of release, where we can admit our weakness, unable to face parting and failure, we don't have to pretend "I'm fine", but we don't even have the confidence to live when we are alone. However, there, in an Elizabethtown with the same hazy sunshine, we followed the consciousness in the dream, wept loudly, drove the free car on the wide road, and began to face the past that we had escaped, faced the pain, and began to feel Sunshine, feel the wind on your cheeks, delicious food, red hats on the playground, streets under the sunset •••••• Stop killing yourself in the shell of yesterday, and let your soul come out, that is, After letting go.
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