POETIC SPACE / TWILL

	When I look up the starry sky, I imagine it's infinity, it's birth, or it's diversity. And I feel the glittering cosmos in the Space with admiration. When I look on the human-beings, I imagine it's infinity, it's birth, or it's diversity. And I feel the glittering cosmos in the Human with admiration.

	I don't know why they charm me. I simply take delight in gazing the wave or the curve.

Doll - Sway / 36k / Aug. 1997 / by Tsutomu Higo