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Salutations. It's SOWALL. It's been long three years since the last drop.
"Symptoms of Lethargy," as this work is called, is a collection of stories about powerlessness. It aims to empathize and uplift. I am deeply grateful to all who brought this project to fruition.
1. TRAPT (ÇÔÁ¤)
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Maybe it's true of thinking in general, but I kept finding myself swirling around there, wandering aimlessly. Memories cloudy-fading, decisions became difficult.£¿
I was in a trap of my own devising, but time had passed once I realized.
2. LETHARGY (¹«±â·Â)
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Time is thin, always insurmountable. Am I the only one breaking down?£¿
Maybe it's best to let it perish.
3. GAZE (½Ã¼±)
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It takes longer and longer to kindle what I love. Only murmurs swim around me.
I see myself through the eyes of the others. When will "I" see myself? Empty words dance.
4. FLAME (²É)
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Grace fading, ugly and old. Youth remains ignorant.
5. PROGRAMMKINO (µ¶¸³¿µÈ)
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Saw a sincere, unadorned indie film. Chromatic shades, with lines bold and vivid.
It lingered in my heart. I will tell my story in music, what I truly am. Perhaps only then, I'll hear the sounds of my heart, little by little.£¿
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