(i do not know what it is about you that closesSomething about the sight of small hands touches me. Hitomi's are quite small. Kanna's, of course, even smaller. See here how they cling to Hitomi's finger. I love that.
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
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