Their gifting spirits
live on in their absence...

O dear there is music in my ears
I swear...

The odio...
revised a little...

Separation is
the only way we prevail...

Snows are gone.
blossoms...

The most splendid song of despair
that I have ever sung...

Do not save regrets.
Don’t rescue blames...

liberty is not a hymn or an anthem,
a slogan...

Just a touch of death
is what sometimes bring us back...

When music is fine
what difference does it make...

I cannot live without you
without you by my side...

They are pages
that time...