just a look a look languid
if it is so deserted it
but only just, look
if the heart is absent
that the words embodied
if the face disappears
the tears gush
but you, not pity
not break the silence
Point is empty
either in time or space
Finally, gravity and penetrates us
transform us to the depths of our depths
But the day breaks
as a desire
and wakes us, we are innocent
as a new earth and the first woman passenger
he will sow his grace
