I walk across the golden sands,
Leaving footsteps of my memories,
Follow me across the lands,
Let's celebrate our victories
For in memories we held hands
before we got to be in boundaries
I will offer the written hand bands
For them,a name written not of incendiaries
but for love that was once there
and reborn to let it stay here
Forever to let the memories beared
For if it dies,and boundaries are created ,
I will be glad for we beared and adhered.
@ela