I am the last witness of time set on fire.
When my eyes burned I could finally see, with snow clarity, the great truth: I am not a piece of this puzzle by choice..
You fit in if you want.
Maybe the rest of the world is wrong and you don't know what to do with your reason..
So right.
Could be. everything can be, buddy.
Give me your hand,
give your cardboard crown and come with me. Even if it seems impossible, despite so much darkness, everything is light.
Everything is future in the kingdom of the helpless.
May the times continue to change. Above our heads the bluest sky in the world will continue to shine. A sky like always. That never changes.