Continue to live, to search, to experience… and, there life is.
no mater how harsh it is,
always move on.
loose all the strings,
once in a while
life will surprises you,
in its own way
when time pass, memories fade
things start to become hazy
reality is like the water paddled by the old man
it was there
no longer there
In the end, vagueness makes the art.
just like our lives, those can’t be seen through always stay
can silence be heard, when the air is so thin…