You said to me
that maybe all the...

We're on the move;
fast pacing...

It started out
as the best of times...

The wood rattled
groaned and snapped...

Head is spinning
All I can do is stare...

The spinning
Twirling...

Men can't be alone.
Troubles always besiege us...

Hearts twisting alone:
all that we're dying for...

Cherry blossom trees
bloom for precious little time...

They bother me,
All those intellectuals...

As you traced the last curve
of the Sun's smile on my hand...

My mind is
numb...