The memory of your laughter
devours the miles...

to Misty Flowers
Your birthday is when beauty is born...

to M.F.
Darkness never erases the light...

Cut me down
cut me out...

To be here,
To listen...

The Scream (1893) by Edvard Munch
He noticed nobody listens...

The Scream (1893) by Edvard Munch
He realized there...

He noticed
nobody listens...

Justice
is the human ability...

Everlasting is
finding endlessness in the...

When you were lost in darkness
I found you...

B is the echo of A—
a ripple born in time...