In this world, like a chessboard, we were born without rules. We breathe somewhere between the checkered pattern of happiness and sadness.

What kind of roles were given to us on this board with no king? We breathe without knowing the places we can go,

the places we cannot go, and the places we should aim for. Unexpectedly, when someone comes next to me and once the wind blows,

we get separated from each other. The more crash landings are repeated, the more memories are added. When I look back, green foxtails are trembling gently.

They sprouted regardless of white and black. While tickling my heart with their tips, they are growing up without dying.

In this world, like a chessboard, we started learning with our feet on the ground without noticing. The places we go, the places we don't go, and the places we should go back to,

we decide them on our own and keep walking. Whichever way the wind blows, I used to be able to fly like dandelion fluffs.

Although I'm envious of those days, at a tiny one square which is overlooked from the air,

I was able to meet you there. The game goes on. In this field, what are we expecting this time?

We are sowing seeds with care, step by step. With a big stride, a knight and a queen immediately make progress.

There are days you cannot be like them. That is why I stumbled; I couldn't move forward, so I went back.

But even on those days, repetitions, hesitations, regrets, and departures—everything sprouts from your steps and footprints.

The beautiful green colors that I can see from this side—the proof of your living will grow with time.

The beautiful green colors. The useless memories and the pasts that you want to erase will be surely colored someday as well.

In this world, like a chessboard, in the future, there may be a day I lose sight of you.

But will I see you again on this endless road? Until that day the answer is given, I will just breathe without knowing it.

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