Preparing.
Dreaming.
Knowing.
This we all feel is seconds away.
The question we all ask; where are we from ?
What am I ?
How did I get here..
Then it fades with age as we get on with dealing with this
living place..
I feel and love, yet I dont belong.
admire the beauty and scenery, yet I dont belong.
I am the owner and the most clever, yet that feeling..
I am just a child.

End of part 1.