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