There are many things
that I want to say...
In darkness,
without any words...
I like watching the sky combust
into constellations of flocking...
All these rivers flood
into Ganges - sustain life...
She wished to be child again
She imagined it all so badly...
Did I really exist
or am I...
Did I
really exist...
Fade and shade are new constants
Constant change that connects continents...
A mistake repeated is really a conscious decision
Willingness to neglect those who beg you to listen...
An involuntary enter
an involuntary exit...
Living in the Land of whatever
Don't you just laugh when you tell a person you...
I wrap myself
in cotton compliments...