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Tokyo 

Waiting To Hear Yourself 

Make Me A Promise To Keep Your Eyes Closed 

Staring Into The Sun, Humming A Lullaby 

Chubby Wolf 

Hope Is A Sad Thing 

Nara 

47°22'N 8°33E 

When you're waking up, the world is a blur. What was clear in a dream, suddenly makes no sense. No surreal rescues. No easy, magic way out. But you are awake. 

A Day Spent Drowning In Summer Sun 

Osaka 

Kyoto 

There's Little Hope In Shallow Waters, But At Least I Know They Remind Me Of You 

Spring Existence, Mere State Of Being 

The past is a puzzle, like a broken mirror. As you piece it together, you cut yourself, your image keeps shifting. And you change with it. It could destroy you, drive you mad. It could set you free. 

Hiroshima 

Fragile Glasses, Like Your Fingers 

Sic transit gloria mundi 

She Smells Like Butterfly Chimera