The usual morning begins. A room in an apartment without a sense of life. A light breakfast is served on the table. Coffee and then scrambled eggs on bread. A comfortable and luxurious life. A life that is too luxurious for me.
――My life is falling. I'm dominated by you and I can't do anything about it.
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