¤ Telling spring by yama ¤

° Just because the world ends tomorrow I couldn't sleep yesterday. The little memory box. I'm floating on the night sea. In the picture that drew us like being sucked into it. Let's enjoy apocalyptic travel. It'll be all over today anyway. I was dreaming of six and a half tatami mats in late-night Tokyo. Fluorescent lamps that do not light up to the whole brain that will disappear tomorrow. Launch the opening game. It won't disappear. Nobody here. Nobody here °
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