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.::Those.Met.On.My.Travels.::.
(headshots of each friend coming soon.)
The mirror reflects the illusion of a spirit.
Unnoticed, it picks up speed.
It is said that it's okay to go anywhere.
A broken wish makes everything all grey.
The swaying flames paint my dreams again tonight.
Isn't the tip of your brush dried up yet?
If you can't see the blue sky, open a blue umbrella.
Isn't that good? The canvas is all yours.
That time I that I gave up, I only held a white flag over my head.
Now it's a deep red, like it's inviting the matador.
A fluorescent light in which all colors are faded.
On the black and white of the chessboard, we met
While we were lost, we clung to one another
Don't you recall that month?
It was good to just watch the setting sun and the orange sky with you.
Although it was nice, your mouth led us to mishap
Black clothes are only worn when praying for the deceased
After the rouge footprint was left, it deliberately turns red.
If you say to yourself...
You can draw only the pictures that don't have dreams.
Keep drawing on that canvas.
That time that I gave up, I only held a white flag over my head.
I am your unknown color now......
REF: lineart by khestrel, shading and coloring by me...
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