• Puzzles
    Pieces by pieces it's arranging
    No matters where's your start point
    It'll ended the same

    We arranging our life pieces by pieces
    A pieces that made from our choices and trouble
    We usually think that's pretty hard arranging it

    But, time by time
    You'll recognize when the puzzle are almost done
    You'll see an absolute end
    And yet, you still finished the puzzle

    Yes, it's death
    No matter how hard we struggle we'll keep dying

    The result from what are you arranged
    Will be judged by god

    Are you ready to show the best result to god?
    The puzzle from god
    That we called so as "life"?