What is blind, will one day see.
What is silent, will always be spoken.
What is bonded, a great secret is burdened.
What is hidden, will one day be revealed.
What is obvious, isn't so enough.
What is lust, will one day be love.
What is hatred, will one day be that of friendship.
What is behind thought, will never be known.
Pasts are kept from friends.
Friends are kept in the past.
Families are sometimes an embarrassment, but you are
sometimes an embarrassment to the family.
What does all of this mean?
I guess this is life.
Life is the key.
Count against time, and let it be unlocked.