memories of an ephemeral happiness,,
treasure hunter you are dead
the light of the world is fading
you cannot see the other end,
your body's lost all feeling
those creatures of your working mind,
don't fear them or their hunger
forgive the sea,
follow the tide with the monsters on your shoulder.
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ミナ ; elle était une oeuvre d'art, comme toutes les personnes de son genre
heureuse, épanouie et pleine de vie...
