Life, life gives me the picture for many things .. How should I stand upright here. And about how I should still be able to settle the twilight of this place.
Dream, I have some dreams in standing here. Persisting with what I consider to be enduring, moving on in everything. yeeeh, I'm still at dusk.
Dusk in miss, at this dusk I do not like yesterday. The sun still chooses the west to set. And I'm still here with the cloth covering my face as if the twilight light is very challenging. It begins to disappear and the longing trail still exists. ~ I was immersed in the twilight poetry.
