The past, like smoke, has gone with the wind, but the dusty memories will always come up to haunt people again and again.
Whether it's a few years ago or more than ten years ago, the memories are still affecting me as if they were yesterday, because they all started when I was abducted as a child...
(Misogynist parties and Gods with open eyes are not allowed to enter!)
Intention: Like a dream, like a fantasy, like the moon in the water
