but no human point of a stick of her.
time slowly solidified under water,
not smoke and lights already.
God of heaven sitting empty,
lying alone in the wilderness.
wandering alone in the hills between,
~ ~ Can see that this log be your blessing, do not forget to thank me ah oO,
time we left home to wander,
buy uggs,
overlooking the passing joys and sorrows and vicissitudes of life,
fur boots,
poet walking in the lonely world,
uggs for kids,
it retains the old doors and windows,
carrying his own tombstone traveled
tired in the polar sun stop.
long hair like a battle flag in the fluttering,
A memorial
moonlight her white clothes,
an uninhabited old house,
no soul,
Quartet.
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