A fairy tale/墨晶
　
　
I've seen.


That was, a glowing little cube like a firefly.


In the air in my room,


that was spinning slowly.


That told something to me


in the voice like the dry wind.


After that,


I feel whole the things in this world strange.


Please listen, I feel myself not like myself.


Can not confess such a thing to anybody but you.


What's the matter?　
　
　
　

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