A taste of HANI☆

The horizon at the end of summer and the sweet salt wind My newly cut short hair brushes past my shoulder The freight trains which travel along the coast bring with them melancholy Tears, and the prologue to a kiss hidden in a seashell Even bluer than the sea, a single summer's... Now, the memories which flow from the car stereo Are the sounds of the waves and your singing voice "The dusk at the end of summer is always lonely," I chased after the shadow of a straw hat that was blown away in the wind Walking along the beach with a red pedicure, the ripples multiply The epilogue of a fairy-tale mermaid which I had begun to forget Even deeper than the sea, a single summer's... Ah, I can hear it coming from my recollections in the distance The sounds of the waves, and your singing voice I knew that it would end like this someday A short season The drops of foam disappeared to the bottom of the sea If I could find you, even as a fish The name I've called out

Acaso soy lesbiana???

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