He has a speed of words, higher than the speed of sound
Everyone can benefit from it
Worldly things are silent
I like to write poetry, but...
Sometimes my thoughts run away from me
Sometimes like a butterfly
They're on my shoulder, whispering in my ear
What am I with in this world without you?
If you exist, I live like poetry,
If you're not there, I'll write you poems,
What else am I with in this world?
Pray to god
You are far from thoughts
And it is as close as thought takes action.
All the accounts made
Moments lived and dreamed of
Eat every day and drink every day
Lives that live every day