Shadow
I was walking by way that lead to home and
- some lovely things happen in percouse - I had a chance to encounter no one but three or more people that hate me.
I do not knew what to do:
ran
lower head
do not speak
no greet
Got me a despair attack
a joyful a contemplation state
involved the atmosphere
They passed
I stayed on trail
in peace
Lord
thanks
I was loving them
I followed my shadow
we came to garden
nothing of more even
only a soft conversation