To survive the night
the little bloom is to pick...

Humanity is
the experiences of...

If I ask you what the colour of your eyes is
you would say blue...

I love the night's heart
when you must dig hard inside...

He did not find her
anywhere for he was so...

Why ever should a just man suffocate
in the ocean of such unjust...

Throat of an Hourglass
Such inverse efficacy...

It was a song that reminded me
that I was equal to a stem of chrysanthemum...

He remembered hearing a song coming from the...
He recalled he had always heard the song, though...

Write them on the sand
Don't carve your words on the rocks...

Dark hair
white teeth...

Life was fairytale
prior to my father’s death...