One day, it sprouted into an inanimate object.

It called out great wisdom and great freedom.

However, those who were friends are no longer friends, and memories become junk.
Gradually, wisdom turned into anguish, freedom into a cage of solitude.

I mourned and destroyed and maddened and prayed to the goddess of salvation.

"Then let's sing forever with us."

Embraced by love and realized, to the door of endless memories and dreams

Possessed by the outstretched hope, even the last hope is swallowed up by that song