Believing in things you cannot see Even with my trembling arms I want to protect someone dear to me The place my thought that proggressed up to now struggle on to To see hopes Even in a black, confined world — 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
