Comments about Kaiza Abaincia
I heard you wept behind that cold wall.
Mourns so familiar as if they are my own;
I saw you hide and concealed with the darkness,
Veiling all pains and crouched in silence.
I nearly fail to recognize at first sight,
Your face with the tiny squint of light;
Far beyond your yesterday’s bright,
Lost and faded, all magic’s ran out.