what have you felt by leaving the rueful room in the uproar?
were there still any temperature or separation on the knob you grabbed?
he said to be innocent means to be hurt it like walking outside in bare naked.
if we can know someone only through his outfit, I'd rather be naked.
i feel me focusing on sanse.
wind shakes the leaves gently in severe silence and pushes you back to let you go!
isolation gave me intensity, sharing with my fellow cooperation.
let's get out of the over ＆ over encircled box of thoughts.
either way you want… pride in your left hand.
either way you want… turning the door knob with right hand.
if you don' stick to the shape, there will be a clear way behind, waiting for you.