You crush the diamond in your hand on the edge of shattering. One piece was thrown into the sky and turned into a twinkling meteor.

A piece is scattered to the earth and becomes a holy iceberg. A piece of seawater is immersed in the sea and transformed into a beautiful island.

A piece is hidden in the forest and turned into a weeping lake. For the rest, you sprinkle into the world, and every teardrop crying for love is its incarnation, representing your and my love.

I want to be the soul that lingers between your fingers, you let me be born and I will be around, and if you let me die, I will fly.

When the fog lifts, you are everything, and when the fog clears, everything is you.

"Mortal Ring" you are in the hand, please wait a moment,

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