The.Secret.File.

25.

A new roman numeric for my age.

Even there are 10 months and 11 days from now

Before my birthday.

Who care.

Maybe I will worry someday

When I touch my face

And the lines crowding on my face.

But Even I turns 40 50 60

I still have to push my legs to move forward.

But I hope

I'm not alone.

I know I'm not. 

I have a secret.

No one knows.

Except 'we'.

Every step I move on

Is to reach the place of happiness

The feeling of afraid is always around me

Sleep in my mind

Awake and frighten me

I couldn't fail here and waste a lot of time to wait

I'm looking for the pronoun 'We'

We are moving

You are waiting

I'm coming

Please do not unzip or unlock

The.Secret.File

Because you will never want to know
What is inside.

There are no surprise.