The coffee I am drinking is mild in its taste. I could not phrase those sentences. The fire. Do not seek shelter in the river of another language, but learn it. Can I be in this landscape? The sentence that fell from your mouth just now. I would like to give you all my diamonds. I drank short gulps of the tea, ate dry crispbread, butter and sesame seeds. Desertion. They overshadow the light with a couple of hesitant sentences and the important calm I was once given by accident.