Dear 7 billionth baby,

You are already in your mother's womb, about to be born in 4 months...

Before you are born, I would like to say that we are sorry... We didn't mean to create a such mess in your home, on earth.

We know that being sorry doesn't mean anything after all, but everything got out of control all of a sudden...

But just, I have one wish from you: Please! Please, don't think that the situation is irreversible. You can teach us and we can do it...

I believe you, at least, I do...

With love,
some earthling...

How magically,

The orange

and the morning blue

wind up together...

How beautifully,

The night

and the day

embraces each other...

The birds are singin'

The morning song.

Star are saying

Good night.

Sun is rising,

Combining the orange

and the blue,

even more stronger...

Here comes the first light,

Shines your beautiful skin,

Caresses your hair,

Whispers to you...

How greatly,

The universe

and life

paint you

on the endless canvas

of my heart...

I miss you...

It has been so long,

but,

you were the girl that doesn't pose me,

but you were posing  me...

Your eyes were talking

One different language than your lips...

And your lips,

they were talking far more different

than your body...

The girl that doesn't pose me...

I recall you...

Recalling the red,

the grey,

the green and...

...and the most importantly,

the tone of our journey...

The moment you caressed me,

was

the moment I cuddled you,

was

the moment the film has come to an end...

The girl that doesn't pose me...

I shot you...

Now,

rewind the film,

It is ready for a whole new story,

for new colours,

for new lives...