| 1 | Hidden Birds Are Left Astray |
| 0 | The First Hands Opened Like Trees |
| 1 | The Ferns Are Greener Still |
| 0 | In Dreams I Always See Myself From The Outside |
| 0 | Don't Worry About The Darkness, Mother It Conceals Nothing |
| 0 | The Sun Opens And Closes Around The Forest And The Eye, The Blood Remains Unchanged |
| 0 | In The Past The Trees Used To Carry Holes For Memories |
| 0 | In My Dreams Animals Take Shelter, In Order To Survive Yet Another Winter |
| 0 | The Mother's Hand Trembled, It Could Not Recognize The Worms That Carry The Night On Their Backs |
| 0 | A Glass Bird Takes Flight Inside Of Your Eye |