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一二三

四五六

七八

(九)

From the harsh laws,

No heart, no soul.

Where cruelty reigns,

And take its toll.

In a house so cold,

I worked too young.

The evil within,

Had just begun.

On a bad day,

Faced my fate.

Every day I lose,

A finger,

Locked inside,

No escape, no day.

To end the pain,

To silence the strife.

I found my peace,

By leaving this life.

Into the well,

I let myself go.

Water embraced,

My final home.

Now that I am not,

Physically present.

I tend to immortalize,

My presence.

By counting from,

The first,

To the ninth mistake.

Then, like a night breeze,

I cry eternally.