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Translated by: epikey@tumblr

  Time changes the bloodstream gently, the extraction taken out from the test tube is shallot colored, yet in the long and tedious depletion, the color fades to white and grey. The warmth of the rising sun are your gazing eyes.


Confrontation with a wasteland, confrontation with time, confrontation with the sharp edge, confrontation with the genial (sunshine), confrontation with the sour, bitter and bloating days of youth. On earth, the four seasons come and go, fragments are peeled off from human hearts. The frail youth still stuck in the past lifted his hand to wipe away the dust.

The specimen of youth carried on the glass, in the continuous wind erosion of time, they finally become dust particles floating in the universe. They gather to become an endless river in the galaxy.

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