whether or not sweet
These sugar cubes
But so what?
If there's so much anger
push 1 another
rectangular and cantami
Everyone hurts each other.
Before them the honey cube is powerful
With gold she shined sweetness pure
Smells like a miracle blooming
sugar molecules
with its brilliance fills
They want to touch
or even flex
to choose the way
only right
But abruptly a hand from above
revelation rotates
other point of view
on the another side
wormwood crap and lemon
multiple ankles
crystals do not bend
