| There are no wall,no edge,not even an end.
But still I find myself being restricted,by a boundary which can't be touched nor broken.
Something long been confusing me,something shares the same origin.
I'm writing,but not to anyone,but perhaps it's to god,or to me myself,though it makes no difference.
Sound of music is always so beautiful,no matter what it is.Every single moment,I convince myself that it's something most beautiful and appreciable on the World,ever in the history of mankind.
Yes,it is,when it is sung from one's soul.
What is human and god,what is life and things so on and so forth.
It's imagination and reality,deeply embedded in our soul,pathetically none can escape from their restriction,and the origin of every human soul in the universe.
Regret is...when one find that the reality is distanted from imagination,there's a regret.There are much could be done but you can't rewind.Nobody can.
So weak to face the reality,or to avoid from being hurt too deeply?
But...actually you know what is the cage...you know every slight motivation,but you are just too weak to face the reality,is it?
sarcastic,huh...
To be approved,but really,don't want this to sounds like an offer.
Tell me from your heart and soul,please...
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