Can You Elevate Yourself When Surrounded by Dark Waters?

The Sun Rays of Another Pale Afternoon

It Might Be Better to Fail with Land in Sight

Cars Keep Passing By; I Feel Like Rebelling

Than Gain My Blue Peninsula to Perish of Delight.

To Me, It's Just an Oddness, For I Listen Through Fingers

My Backward Voyage to the Spring

Fuscous Presages Don't Help Remaining Cool

Knelt over the Water, My Whole Being Is a Perfect Zero

Tomorrow I'll Become Adult