Where it streams from the light to everywhere. And it's difficult to be not there. You jump to points and try to hide. Shadows have no border to light.
I feel you whisper - so far, dear sister. But now a shudder - your voice, stepfather. Is it a deception? - or true affection?. Do you feel better? - Are you together?.
She cries til it's bright, til the sun is shining in the summertime. She's dry, had no tears to cry, then daylight starts attacks. Against her muddy eyes.
You grow to a big town at one time. And then your tracks lost line. The wartimes draw your heart away. To west, north, south, east, everywhere. And then they cut you not for fun.