curious as those skies filled with joy at the slightest detour
s'embrument
moon the crowd in the beer and all the tables
incongruous
conversations that end with sincere smiles when
body endless
to inadvertently snap it yet again
me
yet the end of a cycle
still early yet rollercoaster
whether calgary
this time that faith m'atomise
I climb and rough roads with complete futility
and I can not do anything
perhaps this time a joy
incongruous backdrop of sky
on travel willingly
mode anniversary
generate me a new life on the bottom of
impossible man
provided at the end there
the flame that never dies
