Do the legendary "ghosts" exist?
Maybe in some little unknown corner,
Maybe around us,
He is terrible,
He is also cute,
He is beyond our reach,
It's something we often can't hope for or reach.
Someone wanted to see him,
Forget about death,
Some people are afraid of his appearance,
Can't avoid it,
But I'm never afraid of them,
for me,
They are just wandering,
A bunch of souls with nothing to rely on,
Some begged me to drive them away,
Someone begged me to find them,
I don't know why they exist,
What I know is,
The reason why I exist is
For wandering and restless souls,
Provide a touch of warmth,
For those who have lost their souls,
Create a glimmer of hope,
I'm a cook,
It is also their hope,
Now,
I just want to be in their hope,
Find my expectations.
Purpose: Healing and pursuing fantasy