I sure could know in this ring anything I have learned is chained between belief and understanding what has happened to every of our related skins. Crosslight whisper back to you not to lock that vision but take it like a floating mirror or like a fallen down wall. Each side of objects appear clear and attractive but I meant something different.
Mind rewinds those days you need to re-sensetize your knowledge and going on. Life is only a section of this time I would enter with my eyes, keeping on heart that we'll surely meet again over the years.It seems your way, but you're complaining as if it were a fiction, a film based on you, like a floating mirror or like a fallen down wall