Come, my friend, let's
Take a trip to a special place...

Buried in old pictures
Withered and gray...

They've been with me
The entire way...

Growing up together
A thing that seems obscene...

As her pale frame looms over the shuttle
And she carefully rivets her fingers...

Breathe in
Breathe out...

So I'm different
So I'm a Christian...

Silver droplets on a crystal screen
Fingers flying under coverlets...

Poem in a chinese girl's perspective
209 AD...

All my life's been strange and hectic
I can't get stuff out of my head...

When you cry
Those turbulent tears...

Child Of Youth
As the sun rises and the clouds part willingly...