I'm dying. The sun is shines brightly in the sky, buring my eye. I'm scream, "sun, surely you don't intend to shine this bright!". The sun still shining ever so brightly. Bataille, Georges. 1943. Inner Experrience. Một tác phẩm của Kantetsu, Prison lab.
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