An ant who prefers solitude.
[3]A lesser soul oversteps and enters the cycle of Samsara.
I quash my feelings with unease.
Sure enough, one can rarely reclaim life from the jaws of death.
All I can do is blame it on someone else.
A completely ambiguous, inferior body.
The fourth form: response"R"
A hasty decision leads to a lateral collision.
My oversized brain was too much for it all.
Here, in this town of emotion you created,
there exist feelings,
all of them, 1/6.
When the dawn breaks,
I will hurt you,
fearing "something."
[2]But it's not like I'm going to die or anything.
[1]What are you, other than my creation?
[1]Please don'tCut me down.
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