Why is it always the things we love that we throw away?
I try to scream out my wishes, but I can’t make them heard
I have no place to go, I’m crushed
By the cold forest full of sadness that towers over me
My tender heart quietly rots away
My love won’t reach you, and it doesn’t know how to get back
RURUTIA - Michiru Mori
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