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Literary of No Aim
Literary of No Aim
This world must be so broken-down that it’s nothing more than a lump of sand.
After all, I am simply frightened of the future.
“It just looks like the sea, nothing more,” I said as I gazed at the sky.
The memories we want to erase and the past we can't get back
are the worries everyone carries in their hands
In reality, I'm full of things I can't tell anyone
The things that truly won't disappear are wrapping around me
I don't need anything anymore
and I don't need you either
I don't even need this love
Me, who crawled out with a headache from sleeping too much