"Copywriting"
Memories seem real and illusory.
Wandering on the edge of illusion and reality, living in the intertwined attachment of love and hate.
——I know you can feel it, I never left.
——I just want to be by your side, even if you can't see me.
--Unless. You have forgotten me.
Is this a grace from God or a hardship?
It was a gamble with your soul.
So——
——Please remember me.
[The memories that travel through life and death, those persistence, thoughts and beliefs that remain the same as always:]
"Immortal body·Immortal tenderness".