Sometimes, it plays tricks. You'll have everything and still you won't win. You'll have nothing and you win.
Time cycles. Diameter varies.
Letters die. Notes remain.
How would you define freedom? Capacity? Power? I may differ. Luck. Luck is freedom.Fate. Fate is freedom. If they are.
Those swimming on Ray-Bans, or flying on them, why Ray-Ban? Why not the sky?
Let us check the pulse. And the pulses. Nothing is numb. Oh yeah, predictions. Bullshit.
