A Helping Hand by sa.re haru kaze no hana wo chirasu to miru yume wa samete mo mune no sawagu narikeri the spring wind scattering blossoms I saw it in a dream but when I awoke the sound was still rustling in my breast Saigyo Hoshi
Comfortable Beings by sa.re Chat-fic and other benign conversations #2 “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - Emily Dickinson