Alesia
Farewell smile
Chasing illusions
The wind is blowing through.
See you!
Wind was blowing.
Saw The Tree of Life.
Elegance in white, glamour in crimson.
Colours of dusk, the station is close by.
Rain passed far out of the harbour.
On the embarkation waiting floor
West wind blowing over the wharf
Light in the Old Settlement
In the roof garden in the western sun.
Under the whale skeletons.
Silence at break time
I noticed the scent of eucalyptus. (even through a mask).
At the flower (cosmos and rose) beds
Light between the trees and a good girl
FOUR
THREE
TWO
ONE
ラスト
檸檬
白い手に緑と黄色の果実。
ファイル_窓辺ライム檸檬_より
すきとおった まぁるい ゆめ
あかない本
