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なな ：MOTHER SMELLS OF LEMONS AND MILDEW. she is covered is stars and a thin sheen of cold from summers long gone. she has fire in her eyes and a bite to her tone. she is angry and confident and everything you want to be一 コ ： ASHES AND POLTERGEIST THAT WANDER THROUGH DESERTED HALLWAY AND DESOLATE LANDS. sipping spirits and drinking until the sun rises past ebony mountains and silver-blue city skyscrapers.moonshine licks through wooden dreams full of dry-rot and long-term disaster. mother smiles like she has nothing to lose, spilling blood like it's gold and tears like they're free; not weakness一 社会学：SLEEPLESS NIGHTS AND WORDLESS WONDERS－ we are filled with gasoline; we taste of ashes and fires forged in heaven from the wings of a fallen angel. and you, for you have black stumps emerging from the slashes on your back―be they from an accident or a cruisification―shaped as lightning that traces like the bronchi in your lungs from the larynx down. you are of solitude and hushed daydreams as mother is of lemongrass and burnt sugar. 秘め：OH HOW THEY SKY BREAKS UNDER OUR PRAYERS AND THE GODS BEND TO OUR HEAVY WILLS. they call them heartbreakers (you and me).nameless things on the verge of greatness, shattering a muscle that builds itself without the will of the brain. stark under the right of passage and mother says that you and me are like hearts; building up and up and deaf to the rules of the world―we simply grin - she is not wrong.
