"Our friend, the shooting star , passes here and there as it is used to be. It regrets the first land that had to be lightened but didn’t illuminate it as it should. It regrets the second land that it shouldnt have be lightened that way, yet it lightened the whole country. It regrets the 3rd land that was missed ,and may needed that light the most. It wonders if what it is doing is right or not, deep down it knows it is not" - My diary
