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That's right.
You knew it was coming, didn't you?
You've been running without noticing, haven't you?
The two of us
Right in front of each other
Facing each other in the same box seat
On a different galactic railroad
It's a fake copy and paste
The tracks are parallel
They're not even on the same track
Parallel tracks that go on and on
Dreaming only of crossing each other
running out of control on separate trains in the dark
Like a reality that can only be told in a novel
like a sadness that can only be reported in the news
like the screams of sparks from wheels scraped on the tracks
I can't even tell you that I'm here
And you call it "beautiful"
Because you're the only one who says it's beautiful
I am forever,
I can't die. ......
"Because the moon is just white, turn your back and love it and sing it too" An impromptu poet who presides over "Poelebel". Awarded and selected for "Shimazaki Toson Memorial Literary Festival" for two consecutive years. Improvised piano song with two fingers Ambient music that transforms the hustle and bustle of the city into sounds Impromptu reading (voice input) that engraves daily thoughts on SNS A collaboration live that develops rapidly on the spot where we met Express what you feel "now" in various ways. He has published many poetry collections and sound source albums from his own label. "Soundless, sword-bladed bird, unheard stealth plane's pure white wings, love."
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