Then, the boy falls asleep
The flame inside the breathing ashes,
and one by one
Many dear profiles appear
Thousands of dreams
drop to the Earth
On the night when silver eyes flicker,
the shining you is born
Even though countless prayers are
returned to the earth by the passing millions of years
03 February 2009
tsunaida te niss kiss wo
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