Scribbles, scribbles, scribbles.
I don't know what I am writing.
At ease. at ease.
My life is at risk?
Through ink that spreads —
Everything feels like dreams.
Volt of chaotic emotion are all open;
pouring continuously.
"You'll be fine"
The energy makes my body shiver.
Aha! A new energy from the words I made.
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