illustration, text: shiika

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June

“Memento Mori”

Even though it's a warm and gentle rain, what comes to mind is Memento Mori

I'm staring at my feet in the mud, but someday I'll be under the shower of light

Let's read a story we don't know yet before the steam from the warm milk disappears.

Time passes like turning back a thin curtain, time passes by

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