A cookie with a lollipop in his hands on a lion calls for battleA cookie with a lollipop in his hands on a Lion calls for battle
The butterfly cut the thread, held tenaciously in the segment of that thread that we call time... summer is passingThe butterfly cut the thread, held tenaciously in the segment of that thread that we call time... Summer is passing
Space is something that always beckons and calls us silentlySpace is something that always beckons and calls us silently