(This is a birthday gift for Hachīko)

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4 years ago...
It was about hair.
How did we end up here?

4 years ago...
I felt neutral to you.
We had the sweet magic.

We used to not say anything
and now we share too much of ourselves.
But I like it this way.
I'm sure you like it too.

When I felt the string
I wanted to keep pulling it
and see where it would lead.

The string became bronze.
You gave me a new hope.
My interests are not lonely anymore.

The string became silver.
It grows thicker and stronger.
Never breaking.

As long as I'm here
I'll keep you away from the end.
The others do it too.
As long as you're here
you'll keep me away from sadness.
Though you don't have to try...

It all started 4 years ago.
It will never end.
Neither sooner nor later
Now the string is golden