Бεηιπ
I follow your path
Walking through the so-called desolation
Leading to the memory room where the flowers of the other shore bloom in the cold weather
Will the warm wind pick up the pale color that shuttles between us?
Away from the hustle and bustle
But whose long-cherished wish is
And in that thin space and time, it was painted with a faded cold tone
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The original name was "Dark Shade" and "Cold Color".
I would like to state in advance that this is my first time practicing writing, so please read with caution.