LEYCEUTICAL

うかび　あがる　こうかいおつきまとう　

ゆうつ　お　そっと　くもに　ながして

今　やさしい　風　ぉ　受けている。。

HUES

The heart's language is punctuated with shrill laughter that makes you want to weep with joy and sad tears that you smile at in spite of yourself.

The mind can only speak silence.

"But I want it. Give it to me, I want it, and I just cannot do without it." This is the Heart.

"Why?" This is the mind.

Conflict and harmony, in conflict, in harmony.