It kicked me heavily.

The stars hanging in the sky are about to fall.

I gently gaze at the long road of life.

The Milky Way slowly flows into the end of light.

It seems like a hazy dream.

It seems that neither the clouds nor the rain know me.

At the fork in the road.

I can't bear to break this silence.

I am unable to sing the fate's choice.

I am speechless to listen to the judgment of the spring breeze.

A crisp and concentrated voice.

All things shatter delicately.

Cracks grow in my body.

A heart and a star fall together.

Falling into the Milky Way.

Submerged in time.