some corner of life remains unlighted,
some seeds have dried, didn't
appear on the surface, the
rain was the guest
performer,
played
the
part of its, floated away to unknown -
direction, the shadow of clouds
are homogeneous to the
destiny, prediction
wasn't easy,
think
something, something else happens,
the cycle of fate has its own
term mysterious, no -
body can change
the script of
fortune,
just floating parallel to downstream !
in hope of illuminating edge
life goes as usual - -
