The Hikikomori Way Is there nothing more to being alive? Than to work and work and work. Until all our life force is used up and then we return to the dust. Will we die from the shame? We are not better my friends than the birds in the sky at least they fly before the most die. there must be more to our lives - I must know this. But to find out - the welcoming shadowy doubts - I must resist.
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