Do you see the lights, grandpa? See
them? They're...

In August, the sky is pure
like writing freedom on a sheet...

Tonight is almost beautiful.
Stars feel like mockingbirds...

You learnt to turn your fingertips
into curves of light...

i’m sorry i’m a cracked wall
i know...

Are you scared? Because I'm not.
Not anymore...

This soldier had been
sitting on the furthest...

The moment you meet the man
who promised you of a better life...

To bring me food
and books, he goes...

Under that white skirt and
light smirk...

The more I want you to forsake
this paper...

It was only when
you grabbed my shoulders and threw...