again thoughts about the future again and again they have me again the future is coming again again my ages and strangers all over again and again and again
again thoughts about the future which like the past does not exist again and again I all think about it although I am not in this world and never me and others were not
no light no darkness there is nothing only the bushes are burning with flame only the flame and ice around flame and ice flames and ice and time goes by and again and again thoughts about the future