Some How
The Baby is Some How.
The Child is Some How.
The Woman is Some How.
The Man is Some How.
The Old people is Some How.
The Living is Some How.
The Dead is Some How.
The Goodbye is Some How.
The Hello is Some How.
The Appreciate is Some How.
The Congrats is Some How.
Fresh lighting.
Fresh breeze.
Fresh voice.
Blending fresh voice and fresh affection.
Blending fresh voice and fresh breeze.
Blending fresh lighting and fresh affection.
Fun homage.
Fun water sound.
Fun body temperature.
Fun silence.
Fun reaction reflection.
Fun perspiration.
Fun shade of a tree.
Fun tea time.
Fun coming home.
Fun shower time.
Fun wishes.
Fun sleep.
Fun sleeper’s breathing.
“Some How” is my friend.
“Emotional Octopus” is my friend.
We grow a calmness.
Calmness is not broken than diamond.
We grow a calmness.
Grow a brilliant and transparent.
Grow a invention and proof.
We were cavity.
Our footprint were sea.
Life is superfluity.
Superfluity is flower blooming on this world.
Superfluity is extreme flower.
Extreme flower is a good life.
Good extreme is good morning.
Good morning is good karma.
Good karma is lovely across the harmony.
There is perfect beach and perfect cup on my table.
There is perfect planets and perfect surfing in my cup.
You are homemade plum wine in my eyes.
I am surfer fish in your eyes.
Yesterday, dear I swim as blood.
Today, dear you walk as bone.
Tomorrow, dear offspring dance as iron.
Unwavering suspicion.
Unwavering suspicion blow off dance floors.
The crystal clear suspicion blow off dance floors.
Unwavering suspicion dance outer space.
The crystal clear suspicion dance outer space.
Nevertheless, my body is intimate to the ground.
My body has all of the ground.
And my body has all of the laugh.