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Fourth Day

On the fourth day, the world looked pink in the sky. This may let the eyes look back to the past, feeling so missed the day. Like Piolo, a caring man to his beloved mother. Being gripped by his mother’s arms is countless moments to look back on, however there were nights swirled with his eyes. There were times of feeling hopeless in the sky, nobody could heal it, except his mother’s arms.

It’s been a million nights of being drenched by her mother, even if he’s already 30 years old. Sadly, his mother had gone in the sea, where they talked about Piolo’s secret feelings for Isabelle, a beautiful girl in the town.

This is one the saddest moments in life, though Piolo could stand by his feet. Indeed he trudged the hills by his wings, still he might paralyzed without his mother. Being dependent on his mom’s arms is one of the best lessons that he learnt from his past. There were a few moments not believing himself as he stayed alone. Both nights and days tears swallowed on the way..

His face seemed down to earth till Isabelle saw him. She let him know about the miracle in the cave.

“Trust me”

“Loving the arms can be found”

“Though dead seems nothing”

“Still a cave tells how to believe the thing”

His eyes glimpsed at the twilight which gripped his past. Uncovering the memorable story with his mom growing in his arms. Despite the terrible feelings that had happened to his life, still Piolo felt chuffed as he trudged on the cave, his eyes gazed at the pinkish lights. One of his wishes is to see and hold his mom again.

Alongside Piolo's arms, unexplainable feelings seeing the beauty and rhyme of the night. He ran away from Isabelle, as he gazed at the letter beside his arms.

Till to See You again

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Eyeing you again, as amaranthine snow

Night can’t pull my heart as thy pink jacket

Though I am not visible in thy eyes

A flawless garden glimpse us apart

All nights I longed to be

Like how thy gripped the honeyed day

Let the enticing night to grip again

I am not like a sun

Still a cloying night be thy can

No ever dreams I wish to come

Except, a lovely hand be cloying sand

Lovely,

Invisible mother

After reading the letter, Piolo gazed at his mommy, tears fell down upon touching her arms again. Feeling such a blast of seeing her again, when he looked back, how Isabelle found his mommy again.

He gripped his arms, “I won’t let you go,” however the shadow had gone. He endlessly gripped his mommy, while he uttered these words,” be always my garden in the bay where I can see the source of arts and fantasy.” His eyes swirled at the fantastic sight.

“I’ won’t leave you, however life ends,”

“It’s wrench to reveal this, yet swirled hands often stayed with you.”

“O endless love gone, still hands will often be you.”

“No world can be perfect, still loving you till does”

Countless tears fell down as the mother transformed into a dead leaf again. He craved to read the letter again, however the eyes won’t see the way again. His eyes endlessly read the letter from his mom, though he just heard her voice like a tunnel.

As the night moved forward, Piolo stepped forward on his feet. One thing he couldn’t forget was how Isabelle bridged him to visit the cave. One night, he met Isabelle in the park, he gripped his hands at her. It was the impeccable night to reveal their secrets, he let her know how thankful he was for her. He also told her how Isabelle put his arms above the hills. He offered himself to spend his nights with her.

That night, Isabelle let him know how much she was infatuated with him. However, she stood like a rainy day to him. Despite that, she put his eyes by her secret garden where feelings grew.

“Island is like an arm”

“Like how you alarm”

“Night is meaningless, not being you”

“All days I wish to write my feelings for you”

“Life will end, still to grow the arms, still be fine”

“Seeing you again is like a ton”

Despite this, the typhoon happened to his life in the town. Still Isabelle made a garden for him.