Written with luckyhwa98

All of my life,
I was searching.
It looks like it can reach.
Cloudy mirage,
Dreamer,
The sea of ​​fear and joy.

I saw it
felt it in my dream that day.
I'm sure
that we will find someday.
Following the blurry afterimage.
One stroke each night.
Sketch map drawn.

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The world is filled with nothing more than water and boats, looking for the one and only Utopia. A magical island where you can never grow hungry, never grow tired, never age a day over twenty. The fruit is forever ripe, never rotten and always fresh. Is it a legend, or is it reality? Who will be the lucky ones to hold the key to Utopia after sailing the treacherous waters that cover the Earth's surface? With only a few islands not seized under water, who will make it to Utopia?