The mｙsterious letter falls down through a rift in the clouds.
It's a neat envelope with a red postmark and pressed flower, stamped and pasted on.
There is a blank paper inside, just empty space on lines.
No words are written on it. But I can understand it.
It says "Come here." Then, I've found myself being here.
The man has been waiting for me. He is invisible. However, he is a human.
His voice isn't audible. But I can understand it.
He asks me to find "it" out. So, I have set about searching.
With no hesitation and no reason, I just keep on searching for it.
Hoping that I may find out where it is tomorrow,
I have looked around places like between the buidings,
in the sand boxes and behind the walls, but it wasn't there.
I am still searching for "it" now.
I am still searching for "it" today.
It falls down through a rift in the clouds.