Just opened a door.
Everything familiar was replaced by a bloody storm in an instant.
Who will prove that the past existence was not a dream?
Open your eyes and look at the peaceful sky.
Dark blue and light white intertwine to form the other side of confusion.
Reach out and use blood and tears to perform a prosperous festival that shocked the three thousand worlds.
In all its softness and innocence. Delivered with death lingering.
What swallows up the tears and cries is not the fate that distances us from each other.
Only weak shoulders cannot bear this heavy...
Life...
Dreams and dreams...
What is real.
What is illusion.
Only exists in this moment.
You can hear your heartbeat and breathing.
We are all alive and well.
Holding hands.
The confusion of the unknown.
Dissolve in the warmth of intersection.
Say...
To be together forever.
Even if this is just a bizarre dream.
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This article is a joint article. The authors are:
The changing moon.
Autumn words.
Lost love.
Black feather.