“The softly flowing, white, and parched clouds passed by. I, colored gray, merely kept staring at them as they slowly vanished out of my sight. Onto the sand castle that I'm building from the stars I've been collecting, my faint… — Kanon Wakeshima Copy Share Image
Hi, Miss Alice What kind of dreams do you see with your eyes of glass? Do they fascinate you? — Kanon Wakeshima Copy Share Image
Believing in things you cannot see Even with my trembling arms I want to protect someone dear to me The place my thought that… — Kanon Wakeshima Copy Share Image
“The softly flowing, white, and parched clouds passed by. I, colored gray, merely kept staring at them as they slowly vanished out of my… — Kanon Wakeshima Copy Share Image
“Hi Miss Alice With your glass eyes What kind of dream Can you see? Are you fascinated with? Stilll My heart tears And drifts… — Kanon Wakeshima Copy Share Image
