I think
If all disappeared, I may take my ease rather. But a thing surely thinks that I should disappear that all disappear because there is not it. Till I become pure white if I am troubled. I think that I should be at a bottom of the ground.But I sleep, and loneliness is fearful. In fact, there wants to be you with all. I say selfishness and want to watch a fool. I am stupid. There wants to be you with a fool.