There are no impediments
in the nature of true minds...

I always carried my death, living.
My memories all were...

pictures,
the cliché of memories...

As much as personal, love
is also impersonal...

Distance and love are opposite,
space and hearts...

To be or not to be,
the throat of an hourglass...

If you cannot afford to defend yourself
you are almost as good as guilty...