I came for a little to the mountain
In the forest, riverside
Not for long, for a
week
For a month, maybe two
No more, far off you
When darkness falls
Caulk the cracks with rags
Do not come death
Something in alternations not suit me here
With the dawn i remove sails
To come in Life
But when I forget I miss them, both
I quit from the deal
Predicting lose many
Visitor to a home with open cracks