Well I found it in the end of my diary of my memory. And I started to share it with empty rings of my universe I rear.
Oh, I’m sure that it could be so warm. That’s my hope. It grows up while it’s gold. And then I thought it seems to be clear it was always cold like a stone. It was always cold like a stone. Wait a minute! Why’s it so? Always cold like a stone.
Well I found it in the end of my diary of my memory. And I started to share it with my melody rings of my universe I rear.