• Once a delusional child, now with a clear view.
    Able to see the sunlight again,
    Now the smokescreen is gone.

    All this time, I imagined you were above me,
    for you had everything I longed for...
    But now, with your cherished words, I know...
    I know the truth about what I am and who I am.

    The spirits of fear - they flee in terror.
    The reluctance ghosts - evaporated by light.

    That accursed valley between us,
    Cluttered with voices...
    I couldn't help but wonder what they thought
    of two "unique" people befriending...

    Now that is behind me, though,
    and you are my equal, my friend.

    Though in my dreams, there remains a longing
    to continue climbing the ladder I look at...
    I am forever grateful that I am accepted
    without a masquerade.

    I thank you, and wish you well...
    Clearer of the smoke...
    My friend.