Go back to the paper and keep walking.
On paper, break the solid clock board.
Let every falling piece of debris
Make a crisp and moving sound, never dull.
On paper, bring back those lost in life.
Those nights and lights scattered by the wind
Be friends with them again.
Draw a big river on the paper.
Turn the moonlight into turbulent waves.
For the sake of beauty, unveil the mystery
Let the fish fly to the sun with swan wings.
Let life burn like a star until it falls.
On paper, love that falls into the bone.
Fragments are unloaded and given to the bird of time every second.
Let them take us to the end of our lives.
On paper, build a small grave.
Bury greed and sin.
When I return to this world, I will be like a child again.
Kind and clean, even cute.