All audiences are shadows—
save the one...

Why do those with the smallest souls
take up the most space...

The garden is as broad as a leaf.
Life is as darling...

This world, these words,
these concrete foundations of temporality...

I do not wish to live
but my mom's illness...

We fear the death's pain
otherwise we never could...

All the world's praising
can't put an ointment on the...

I left the cage open that the bird might come back
but the bird has never come back...

What we engrave with
the chisel of our verdicts...

It was only for a few moments
but they were infinite...

I traced a tint of mischievousness in her photo
in compare with her self-portrait...

The whole of eternity
is but a short while...