Is it a triumph? //Scroll the caption. There is this unique paradise on the earth telling that we don't lie in heaven's rule. So cruel we are that our skin don't suture. The snow thaws in envy to the hug and smooch the wind and the rays took. Look there lies the heart of the man not like the snow nor the sun. He just moves on with the wind and like the wind. No lemon in his eyes he sprinkle to see the world burning.
