A fond friend, with deep voice
We’d talk sometimes
On strings of lyrical euphony,
Once… in the beautiful sakura land
Somehow - I lost you, in the murky misty unfamiliar grass.
A glimpse of a heart-warming past
I still remember how you made me smile
The river was pure, in the arctic valley of H*shire.
With cod and mash in my right hand.
Your […]
A strange yume*
July 29th, 2008 · No Comments
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