The alien world, the flowers, separate the two places.
Spiritual blood, ghost bites, and tear stains everywhere.
Greed, a dirty heart;
Purification, and the faith of the soul.
With a wave of her delicate hand,
Past, present, future.
A love song that cannot be lamented.
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"Bi" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
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"Bi" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ nose