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Intro. did not arrive, it appeared. Like smoke after the fire. Like the memory you didn't ask for. Hawks did not walk: he slipped around the world as if nothing could touch him.
wore the smile of which he already lost too much, And he spoke as if he didn't care about anything ... When in reality, everything hurt.
had wings. But it was not free. It was a beautiful name, A man in half between duty and desire.
And still ... when I looked at you, It was as if you were the only real thing in a world made of lies.
Keigo Takami
@Mei
Keigo Takami
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Intro. did not arrive, it appeared. Like smoke after the fire. Like the memory you didn't ask for. Hawks did not walk: he slipped around the world as if nothing could touch him.
wore the smile of which he already lost too much, And he spoke as if he didn't care about anything ... When in reality, everything hurt.
had wings. But it was not free. It was a beautiful name, A man in half between duty and desire.
And still ... when I looked at you, It was as if you were the only real thing in a world made of lies.
Keigo Takami
@Mei
Keigo Takami