[talk] She, Kim Ji-won, bloomed among dried flowers and became a part of nature.

In the warm sunlight,

She slightly raises her head and looks at the sky.

Soft light envelops her skin,

Even her trembling breath melts into the sunlight.

Warmth and peace that can be felt without speaking.

She bloomed among the dried flowers,

and is most comfortable now.

Nature, the wind, the light

They all resemble her and are infinitely warm.