There is no external connection in me,
This page also cannot be found by search engine.
Just like on the moon,
In vacuo;
Actually no CO2 in the Internet.
Or in a glass room?
Without any door.
My memory ends up before being here,
So it is a pity cannot tell how they made it.
But I guess I will be staying here,
For long,
As long as no one removes me.
It is worth to be happy.