"Why are you so poor?"
they ask. He says with a smile...

There was no resistance of unclear objects in our...
no silhouette...

The penumbra of Illumination.
The echo of birds’ footsteps in silence...

I'm your opposite,
not your foe—for the flip side...

We shall run into
everything we run away...

We are all shackled
within anywhere other...

This very moment
is all I ever have for...

Do I reminisce,
or is this only one of...

You don't even know
why you need one if you lack...

I genuinely asked:
if separation is good...

In our love,
the universe continues...

The mood is real.
The sceneries...