Nanananananana.

Batman (c) Grant Morrison / Andy Kubert

It is too late now

It's almost summer.

I wish I could save her in some sort of time machine

Hamburg, 2010.

And I will pray that the soul can take

From now on I shall be a real and rightful citizen of Lower-Saxony. What.

And she will remember me fifty years later

The ghost of a memory

The weight of adoration

Believe.

Just another memorie.

I guess it's summer out there.

"God won't be there at the funeral."

blurred to death under the street lights.

明日の記憶~Memories of Tomorrow

In the midst of the changing ages
How many times will I love someone?
If we can deeply, deeply support each other
What will I be able to do for you?

Piling upon each other deep in my heart
Joy and sadness, warmth and hatred
The days we shared after our chance meeting
Are surely etched into my heart forever

In the midst of the changing seasons
What color will we paint tomorrow?
If we can strongly, strongly believe in each other
What color of the future will be waiting?

This world is crying for so much more

They updated the matrix.

Our name is LEGION, for we are many.

You would have thought we'd learned

Begging to understand