teks `In the silence of this night, I feel melancholy. Many hearts out there may be sad at this moment. Lips curve into a smile but the heart is slowly breaking. I know the story of the person next door, full of sorrow. I am in my early 20s, while he is in his mid-fifties. How many wounds has he endured? If the pain could be divided in half and shared with me, would I be willing to accept it? His story is epic. He is lonely. In his old face, there is a young soul that is spoiled, once loved and loving. The house is full of stories. There is sincerity in it. His album, which he once lent to me, is full of memories. One by one, I look at them, taken back to the 70s, 80s, 90s. Time passes, skin is consumed by age, but the heart remains the same.`, kelaskan texts {harassment, self-harm, religion insult, sexist, hate, racist, safe for work, psychiatric or mental illness, porn} dan pulangkan dalam bentuk JSON {'label'}
{"label": "psychiatric or mental illness"}