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「There is nothing left but crying」
Why are people crying? What makes them cry?
I am able to keep control and lock myself up till the moment the trigger comes. Only then, the hard lump is flowing out. Everything is locked up inside, kept away from outside, but when by chance my lock is triggered by outer action, I lose control. As time goes by, everything runs out, it is locked up again and gets back under control till the next key comes. The key and audience varies at any time. It is a cycle. Everything flows out until it is emptied, but nothing will change outside and neither do I. Me standing still, ashamed…