| Sailor*Star |
| The story Begin when someone start to look at himself, when he start to think, And one day he find out that we are in life like a traveler walking in the desert, always having the dream of wide cities, people in the roads or cloudy beach, But when the sun heat hit his head he get to remember back that he still lost in the desert. I am the traveler in all my way I didn't find what I was dreaming about . And the logic we find at the end that we never knows what's good for us. |
| Once the human die and he never knows the Truth like he came to this world to wonder and wonder until he dies taking all his questions with him as if the graves wide enough to all the questions. I asked myself who I am? where I am going? where I am returning?...... I am the southern in my heart my home lives and in my mind a thousand story and tale, Over my hands Roses grows and rivers goes, On my shoulders I carry my old history. I went east and west, I got lost but I am back. I am back... |
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| غربٌ |