Broken piece of land
floating on one hand
With a tree of thoughts
expressing the world which is forgot
Birds can't sing
to their lovely voice of descant
The life will end this way
on a broken piece of land.
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 7:32 AM UTC
Broken piece of land
floating on one hand
With a tree of thoughts
expressing the world which is forgot
Birds can't sing
to their lovely voice of descant
The life will end this way
on a broken piece of land.
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