The blackest memory appears.
I think, i need help from the gate of the angel.
The helping hand has become the most dominant sleep flower. Exactly!
My reemergence came from there, a dark memory.
And here I am!
This is where I belong.
The slapping lesson of the trials.
And here I am!
Cured of my wounds.
So, here I am!
With real person that respectful.
And that was you! I'm with you.