There are lives that were never born. Their souls remain on earth surrounding others, but the bodies gave up hope. Their flesh went on to another place and the meaning of life turns into nothing.
There are lives that were cut into pieces and fell off of a cliff. The wind brought them to a place where someone speaks, someone has a voice and someone creates a new sign that has never been seen before.
There is a light that shines upon a dista
nce. A green, a blue, a shadow of pink that colors another life.