Confession will eventually cross the boat in the form of silence, prayer, confession, and redemption. In the dimly lit years, I watched the dimly lit world, flickering and then fading night after night. We are in such a world, where we have no hesitation, hysteria, and finally we are deeply in love and lonely. Later, I was like a scavenger, secretly hiding the negatives of time, turning them into old private wine, and then one afternoon, I posted any pictures related to you,
Young and old, I wish you all the best in my memory.
This document gives all the brilliant youth, as well as the deep time.