Love Is A Battle, And I Plan

Once Her Love Had Been Publicized, It Would Gain Weight, Become A Burden.

Young Is The One That Plunges In The Future And Never Looks Back.

A Man Is Responsible For His Ignorance.

Love Is A Battle, And I Plan To Go On Fighting. To The End.

And I Ran After That Voice Through The Streets So As Not To Lose Sight Of The Splendid Wreath Of Bodies Gliding Over The City, And I Realized With Anguish In My Heart That They Were Flying Like Birds And I Was Falling Like A Stone, That They Had Wings And I Would Never Have Any.