let the distance keep my secret hidden. And i’m sure the wind cannot read the alphabets, so i write down my secrets on the surface of sands, to release the burden that encumbered my shoulder, just for a while. But unfortunately.. the wind can blow the dust. either the alphabets of my secret..
then fly the words through the distance follow the direction where the wind blows.. it is directly blew to you. then the secret has reveal…
God has no Sex.