The room was small;There was street graffiti on the wallAnd a bed next to it;They were both on the bedAnd he was on the top of her;To her,It was peculiar with this boy,She couldn’t stop gazing,At the face expressions...

Humanity might get wiped out of the surface of earth.And nature wouldn’t care.It is in its kind to go.Undisturbed!Uncaring!For the infant that helplessly relies on her.For nature nothing ever begins.Ever ends!Ever exists!

It was deep inside the forest,Most violet underneath the shadow of rocks.We could not see that flower.