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Let the thought that seems to burst, words of a soul loose
Light to leak from the gray sky subtly
I closed my eyes gradually
I attached a chain to a foot by oneself and gave up chasing thought
I had uneasiness for daily life named common sense and imitated a person desperately
(Confront)
Don't look back by any means
Your figure which was tied to
OK, stand up
Strongly grasp a fist
Begin to move now
The sky is high, and raise the fist with words of a soul
