We die rich with lovers and tribes,tastes we have swallowed,bodies we have entered. I know you'll come and carry me out into the palace of winds, that's all I've wanted.
I know you'll come and carry me out into the Palace of Winds. That's what I've wanted to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on the earth without maps. The lamp has gone out and I'm writing in the darkness @上帝爷爷说我是一个好孩子