walking through the empty age

having exhausted myself of tears
I adorned myself with the mask I wear to carry-on with life
the skies opened then and wept in my place
for which I am truly greatful
put your arms around me, Ichise
can’t you see…
this is what my texhnolyze is for
this is our prayer now
that everything we use to fear and hate
is intended for love
and we will all die learning it

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(title and text in italics copyright Yoshitoshi ABe and Rondo Robe)