• The dream not as clear as it used to be…
    I remember the snow, the seemingly unending snow…
    It all seemed so simple back then,
    Like nothing bad could ever happen…
    But everything changes in the span of only a brief second…
    The explosion, so much noise, what’s going on?
    I’m disoriented…I call for someone, but who…
    I was calling for the one who is an angel,
    The one who was lost that day,
    Lost into time’s deep abyss.