Sometimes I want to free myself to float away.
Drifted off to a far, safe place
And silence Don't want to hear any sound at all
Only the sounds of animals cry at night
And the sound of the wind hitting the face only enough
In this world, it is all jelly.
No matter where it is, it is difficult to find peace.
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Vahnikol replied
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