We are all the sum of our memories.
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
"Poetry is what gets lost in translation - and also what survives."
欢迎啊,生活!我要第一百万次去迎接经验的现实,在我灵魂的熔炉中锻造出我那尚未被创造的种族良知。