Reflecting on life
on the wall when I looked in the mirror
I am just a fisherman
scull at the top of the Big Dipper, drove slowly
wade small marine life
where I laid my daily life
through the touch of a smoldering navy blue
the spirit of love suddenly infiltrate into the chest
exhales a rumor on a raging fire
increasingly restless sheets on fire
smoke soaring into the blue sky
whether the sky keberapa it, right up to where ??
I use that cap the relic as well as the sword. collection of antiques royal heritage that I wear when visiting home myself a young koletor