I died, fell into the sea, completely.
I drowned in drugs and memories, watching the sunrise and sunset, the wind and grass, the warmth of spring and the coolness of winter...
I have fallen, and the sky will never light up again.
It fluttered its wings, plunged into the distance, and passed away in the Dead Sea. It did not fall to the ground, nor was it greedy for the blue sky, but only floated between the endless sea water, the sky, and the sea.
Motto: Homosexuality is not a disease
