
2005/12/14
Hello, Nanao here. Pleased to meet you!
If you've stumbled on my page by some strange accident, welcome and explore your way around.
Like falling sand
My fleeting wishes are close to the light
My undrying tears are filled with vestiges of you
closed away
A prayer pierces deeply into the gap between my fingers
Don't cry
With my cut up wings of life
I long for the day when I will be reborn
innocent sorrow
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