
No hatred is coming. Hi-hi kindness.
A friendly greeting. The shade of the face showed a sense of willingness towards the campfire at night.
Dark is the same, light is the same. In the true sense of complementarity between the two.
Light up while living in the natural world. Self-extinguishing or quenched. The hatred will die down.
The enemy will turn.
Hi-hi kindness. Have you found a way?
Greetings, send greetings.
On a long day pensive in whispering wishful thinking said farewell to the now wet furnace. That fire won't burn.
Hi-hi kindness. Have you found a way?
Worrying? Later, there's a time.
The way of life if thought is still long, but it does not feel because many things are comforting and neglecting from just a joke of laughter to hostility involved in feelings.
More than one word can make mistakes.
When he writes. Here's a note.
Want sweet words to say.
The past that sometimes comes uninvited, home not delivered. The past that has been left in memories.
Time changes and the day passes. It is also in pronunciation that does not want to be extended.
Goodby.
Want to write sweet sentences, what to write, when the self is worried.
That's how amicable it is. I hope it can be forgiven.