Youth is unbridled. We are obviously still young, but God does not allow us to be unbridled. Maybe the gods are not blessing and the stars are dark, but with you in my heart, light and salvation are there. In other words, as long as you are here, I love this world. No matter the world or death, no matter how many times I come back, I will hold your hand again, my girl.
Intention: Use mop fire as starlight