As always, the moon is a crystal that distorts the moment I was letting go*
And I get lost, sinking into the garden that its light drew me in**
Like adrenaline, the body once recognized it (the pain) –
Why should there be pain?
It isn’t even the deepest emotion~
Love is…

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