A story of a brave ghost still waiting.
Never forget the past. Always look toward the future.
We're both looking up at the same night sky.
A beautiful soul named Tiffany and I.
Swiftly flow the days though time.
Summer is the warmest season.
There's never a wish better than this.
I see before me an incredible girl.
And I was left thinking, If this was only real.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
only real, good writing, thanks,