Look at the moon pasted on the sky. Look at the silver paper stars swaying. Everyone has loneliness, hidden in their pockets. Yesterday tumbles down too suddenly. So, let's start something now and here.
Loving to live very much, being excited for no reason. Wanting everything at once, gone at Mach 50. What a fucking world it is! Let's pee on it. Before being beaten up, we'll beat it up.
The future is in our hands.
We don't need someones' rules. We don't need someones' morals. We don't even need schools and cram schools. We want to grab the truth. We are not born to cry. We are not born to lose.
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