It was a long-long road, the whether was so bad all my bones was frozen I cannot move by my arms and legs. I lay down on the snow and think that it was the end of my journey. I saw a dark night sky in front of me I feel that I was nowhere or may be in the middle of this clouds that I throw from my mouth Who am I? Will I understand it someday? If I could create the clouds maybe they can transfer me from here. A-f-uuuuuu. That is a big one. I feel I am inside of it I am so light I am under above the snow I am in the air I am soaring. But how this soft cloud gets me into the safe place? I have no idea. From the school classes I know that the clouds fly with the wind and I dare my life to it I have no choice.
There is no sense of true in this, just the flight of thought that have no meaning
