Who do you see when you stare into space?

You - my kaleidoscope.

I bruise you, you bruise me. We both bruise so easily. Too easily to let it show.

For the experts at the fall, come on friends, get up now, you're not the only one.

Need.to.find.strength.

That fine line between darkness and dawn. Where is it?



Come and go (like the waves).