Tales are meant for the efforts.
Otherwise we drain down like toilets.
On this longsome road of choice,
Many depart with others opinions.
My thought of innocence fade and lost.
To a mist among strangers..
But i grasp the faith of those gifted.
And stay for the dream that can last.
On my way to the option.
I prepare my best offer.
For keep the hardship in domain,
to a friendship would rest along way..