Overplayed Or in pursuit of a dream Or karma Or this is what devastation looks like Or maybe the summer sun just dried it black, in the black the stars appeared, ten winds brought ten glowing arrows, they are like LED lamps, pleasantly bright and sometimes hiss, and they warm a little with their light. Look at the leaves flying away so sadly, I bet that this cold wind will get tangled in your sweater, and become the breath of hundreds of little kittens