Where are you going?

He said wonderingly.

The man who asked did not answering the asking person.

He still look at the end of the way beyound farest with a basket hold by hes hand.

Where are you going?

The man asked again with little blame and impationt.

‘To the place of nothing……’ he said unconcernedly.

But his step has never slower.

Keep walking straight and puting on his cap wiht his left hand.

He put the basket on his shoulder.

Breathing air lomgly.

Raise his head watching the birds in the sky.

And then he walk as quikly as he could.

The man whom asked him was behind him far and far untill can’t be seeing.

The sun slow down in the mountains whith red clouds in the west sky.

A bevy of birds are flying acrose the dark red sun.

The man look at this beautiful view.

He can’t control his feelings.

Suddenly, he begun to singing:

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