One day, her words could no longer communicate
Paint on the wooden window frame came off.
Rain turned to ice, snow started to fall.
Then, the old man burned the old coat in the snow garden.
As the water fed seeds to bud.
The woman who draws the Matryoshka doll, dips her fingers into water.
The flower, the old man, the woman line up by the border at midnight.
"Looking down at the city from the sky was such a strange feeling," she says.
The cat ran away without crying meow.
Wind is blowing between the dawn and the desert.
Music by Leo Sato × Michiyo Honda
Motion video by Hiroshi Ouchi
Painting by Momoko Kawakami (MERRY™)
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