Wish I emerge into grains of dust by the shore .
That gets blown away by the cool dusty wind that floats around the shore .
I imagine every grain of dust from my soul gets blown away to every single place of the fabulous world .
Starting to emerge by the shore , and end up back to myself by the shore .
Thinking I have visited every single place of the world .
I came back from my imaginary world .
And thought if my wish could really happen some day...