Intro.. Draw... Poems.. So I'm waiting: stay motionless - I'm really good at that: Mastern reminded me of mother - mild unfragrance of silicone oil - rather some translucent feeling in nose and lemon detergent - which I didn't feel with my senses: I just remembered two memories: just next to each other and that headline - "Mowgli was raised by maintenance robots." When I left the atmosphere: narrowly before the boat - the lightning hit - I thought I see the infinity's yolk for a moment: It was a sign: Mastern was so sarcastically beautiful - like a dense cluster of galaxies: or a large nebula colored by a sweet fermenting wine: somehow: thankfully: it came back to the beginning - I know it - according to her beauty: that: everything will be all right againMore... Along.. More...