I carry Tsukino's body

  to the bed as she sleeps.

  Her sleeping face looks

  peaceful.

  I'm glad.

  It's so terrible that we

  are dead but I can't

  give up on my God

  now.

  It's thanks to him

  that I'm still sane.

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  It's thanks to him

  that I still have

  hope.

  It's thanks to him

  that I'm here in this

  moment.

  A small nap will

  do me some good.

  I sit by at the windowsill,

  suddenly dozing off.

  As I fall asleep, I begin

  to dream.

  I open my eyes,

  being in a dark

  place but a bright

  and golden light

  forms from within

  my chest.

  It sprouts and shows

  itself as a rose.