I want to be serial artist,
in line and shading draw you,
call you,
Kimiko, to cup your chin in my hands
and reassure you,
whose voice I've never heard
and depth I've never seen,
but in your eyes:
you'll get your break,
you can do Sakura,
and the dimension that separates us
is no bar to caring.


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