Man familiar with palms writing or reading newspapers
I open the palm of the night.
It is said that fate can be related to every texture.
I will look at the movie carefully.
I am very patiently watching them and remember in my heart.
Later, the sky became
The opposite clock shakes the arm
I am used to those loneliness days
Number of stars sit here
One day, I opened the palm.
They are similar to the stars
The people who came from suddenly said
You have to pick your gloves
