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What if one day all peace is forcibly taken away by the unfeeling lord and lady?
All the flavors he had had were thoroughly replaced by the thirst of what did not even matter when it became dust.
The dawn and the twilight, the heat and the dark were no different. Everything was busy thinking about his own stomach. No time to convey taste, even longing.
No more passing lords and ladies falling in love, dancing under the street lights with raindrops under the gray starry sky.
No more time to enjoy the little things that have many memories, until the weight is forgotten, until the pain to be thrown away.
There is no time to ask whether peace still matters when the earth has been densely packed with 1 hectare of land.
Especially to ask whether love is still needed when humanity has been threatened with extinction.
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