Freedom is being alone I fear liberation but something more alive than silence swallows conversation no pleasing drama in subtle averted eyes the swelling fermata as the chord dies

• 自由是如此孤独我惧怕释放的瞬间但是比沉默更有生命力的东西侵吞了我们交谈的语言微妙交错的眼神不是一出愉快的戏剧无尽膨胀的延长音里两人的合唱已死去