The dreams I had when I was a child, were drawn to my heart's desire, with scribbles that wouldn't fade away and are connected to the future that I draw.
The clear skies were endlessly blue.
And my innocent heart, being satisfied,
was attracted to them I finally obtained wings, with which I could fly freely.
I want to go to the end of the skies with my pure eyes desire.
If one wish could be granted out of colorless darkness.
I feel that it should be to grab onto a dream and never be tamped to let go.
The dreams I had when I was a child,
was drawn eternally with scribbles that wouldn't fade away and are connected to the future I wish for.
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