The last piece of me.

Many years ago, I arrived in Japan. Why? I know why, but I don’t know how. All I know is that Japan is the destiny I couldn't “scape.”

I let my curiosity run wild and started discovering its culture, language and unveiling its secrets. I anchored myself to its corals. I cemented my life to withstand the earthquakes that visit the islands from time to time. Their Gods became my Gods. Their people became my people, and its…

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Yoneko Shiraishi is a writer, who loves sharing posts about life, and love.

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