All begin with a simple wish,
Not to be granted in full.
All end with a simple answer,
Not to be comprehended in full.
The two hearts here and there,
Beat Skip Beat Skip.
Phalanx of inured shields
Takes away all pains and anguish.
What is delusional?
What is the truth?
Too vague for the farthest remembrance,
All that survive
A pristine hope
One day, I will see you again.
