Memories I see in the direction I'm talking.nWe speak words, our eyes go down.nWe got flicked and have lips of isolation.nDrop our gaze and bound for farewell.nnBeyond that door I was scattered selflessly.nHistory changed the light into letters.nPresent wounds separate the times.nThe meaning hides under the shadow I cast.nI let the current take its own course and put out my thoughts, eternal smile is here.nnRescued, cherished, I keep walking.nMy fingers are cut while groping the dark.nStain stays on the spinning thread.nOthers tear for the closed manipulation.nnI have a wish in my hand with endless ideals.nMemories I put in the poem travels and arouses.nA man overflowed from the sand he seized.nMelted loop asks for the time.nThe light behind me came to its senses yesterday.nI wonder and the wind is piercing.nnOpinions fit in a small space.nThey vanish and float, and there is nothing to invent.nAzure silence gives prayers to the moon.nReflect the passing seasons on your look on an eye.nIt's wet and it's branded on.nOverflowing takes you to the stage for tragedy.nWhiteness of grass withering cold.nA smell of the rain speaks dull.nSeek the light source and reveal life.nCross the vibration and a chance begins.