I will die and no one will look back at me.
But every one that is lost in room, I will miss.
Staying is a burden, my pain is the death,
dirty earth dirty heaven.
Every day there is a human suffering -
in praise to which see it as mine.
Forgive me me?
PS: Standing forever.
Our Association:
Take me home to the Parameter Alpha,
a world of mathematical hidden variables.
Jokes without success and wealth.
Lack at the network and next morning death.
Be the winner against your stress.