[From page 94]
Can’t stand being confined,
Can’t stop doing rewind,
Can’t find way to describe,
How my heart started to cry.
That’s a sense of nostalgia,
A sort of dilemma,
I’ve witnessed the whole part,
Nothing’s like a formula.
Till now when I’m on the other side,
Another space of the universe,
I’ve just realized how we collided,
And how I used my will to preserve.
The path has its edge of turn,
While there’s no end to learn.
I realize the unforeseeable future,
When I retrospect the point of departure.
