This book speaks to people who suffered from the lovely little things, The little things that may slowly destroy us, wether it's before, now, or after. And keep us numb, instead of ignoring all the strength we could have inside. to people who believed a vision of an eye said it's true, someone who thought he lost his emotions, silently buried them inside. it's a beautiful scene, Or a beautiful poetry. the end is the song to your ears. it could be a solution, it would find your lost keys. your words of imagination, your song of all occasions, your new needed inspiration. the words you speak to yourself in the darkest hours of the night, now's all here not hiding from the light. Read, and weep.