A gray world.
Gray sky, gray clouds, gray earth.
And the gray expressions on you and me.
No expression can be seen.
The gray color is like the smoke that rises when the thin ESSE I hold in my hand burns, and it fills the air like a thick fog that lingers all year round.
It became another haze under this gray sky.
This made me stare at you for a long time before I remembered your gentle smile.
It wasn't until I opened my eyes that I realized it was a dream, the gray color that broke into my world for no reason.
Can you please let me pray that it was just a dream?
Of course, I will also understand the meaning of ESSE better.
Exist.
Cherish.
Conception:
Applaud????????????