Rebirth: 1999: The Glasses Game

Reverse: 1999 + Beibeilong Glasses Series Machines no longer rouse me from sleep with their cold metallic clatter. The light in my eyes has been nestled in my heart by the melodies carried in by birds. My mouth still remembers the rich taste of coffee, but sugar cubes are no longer my only choice. Milk can always soften the sourness in my nose. There is more than one person in this place now, but I can still often remember someone's absence. I hope that beyond this other world, the tenderness you receive won't be limited to the world you came from. May you be well. Vertin