He is dead.
With regret,
with sin,
With grievance,
With confusion,
With relief,
Falling in a pool of blood,
Killed by the one he loves most,
He had no complaints;
He only knows,
He failed to be a good brother.
And now, he is reborn again,
him
You can protect him now
him
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Concept: The love that passes by is so thorough and pure in another time and space.