| I'm en route| It rained in the darkest books amidst the loneliest words, echoing laughs of verses amongst the pathways of hope. The fireworks of love crossed the boundary of fear and twirled in patterns of irises and silver chrysanthemums. ( Caption) | I'm en route| It rained in the darkest books amidst the loneliest words, echoing laughs of verses amongst the pathways of hope. The fireworks of love cross the boundary of fear
