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It was curious to think that the sky was the same for everybody.

And the people under the sky were also very much the same — everywhere, all over the world,

people ignorant of one another's existence, held apart by walls of hatred and lies.

Ruined fates,

Loving from despairs,

Broken hearts,

Make a noise in mutilated lives.

So many white spots!

So much unclear!

These cadaverous shimmers upon unhealed wounds...

Ruined fates...

Shattered hearts...

Festering scars...

Pale spots...

Happiness in vacuum...