Stagnate

A devout baldhead

Especially when drought limits eager black glass on the evening to see you naked skin cracked

This is not what I want to express the I have deep

Glass with my distance

You move sluggishly in the midst of mist

But the cold has penetrated

I can not keep staring you

Acid brought about by the nose and spread to the eyelid Shibuya

Edgeworthia do not disappear in the branches

I would be grateful if I take away

And weak blood