[@Dark Cloud] oh, sorry! hehe *hugs you*

Well, I remember reading this poem once about a parent watching their child riding a bicycle, but it was meant to be symbiotic of the child growing up and thus getting further away emotionally too. I also recall many poems that talk about flags, trying to showcase how willingly people kill and die over nothing more than fabric. But I always find poems to strange, just make your point clear... that or I'm a dim dumb dumb hehehe