It is not known what of the charm of sadness

 Hands were blowing. sad. With a round mouth. It blew sad to know. Something coursed through his body in whose name he had not given birth. Then, without knowing it, he breathed with sadness. As a wind has ever blown in a place of sadness. Sad song of lips traffic. Between our lips he tells us and advises who knows what about the charm of sadness.

Mirror Sub-Irrealism. Random intratextuality.