Chapter 479: 742 pieces, isolating oneself like the moon

742 pieces, isolating oneself like the moon

742 pieces, isolating oneself like the moon

――――Autumn Reverie Chapter 13

When my face

Appearing on the street

Appearing amidst the myriad faces

I felt an inexplicable joy

But, no one ever cared

My joy

People's indifference

It stabbed

My self-esteem

I still went my own way

Working, studying, writing poetry

Singing praises, making prayers

To the people around me

Bowing, kneeling, removing hats

Therefore, day after day.

I learned to isolate myself

Like the moon

isolating oneself\