The moment you will give oxygen to your lungs, you will assume that everything will be the same, that you are independent enough to take your actions...
Foolish a man isFrom a death like he thinks a dreamLife is deeo when looked upon from a glanceTourism is interesting because your sight hasn't be used..
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our ownSuit the action to the word, the word to the actionOur wills and fates do so contrary runO, woe is me..
I hear my phone ringsAnd that's when round one beginsMy mind is alarmedBut my body asks for more timeThe battle carries on, but not for longI run off ..