Fade Away
...e you doing ?In the real deep night of the soul all the stars are hiding behind the clouds and licking their wounds silently . Do you also sigh for the fading away of all memory of the past ? Is the color of butterfly bright in your hometown ? The shower , which is spattering on your face in winter should be called the sleet , shouldn’t it ? and moreover, what should the butterfly , which is struggling against sleet be called ? Do you think whether she has endured suffering quietly for the sweetness at the last moment ? when she is fluttering in front of you. Do you feel heartbreaking when she is acting in a play and dragging her injured wings . The wind has blown the promise off , however , that gust of wind hasn’t puffed...