How can the roads be folded,
To your laziness,
So much of them,
To be passed.
And,
Unable to stand up,
They are doomed to endure,
To know.
And,
Seeing all that happened,
To the desperation of not being able to say a word,
He,
Trees lined up along the roads,
By the seasons.
And,
Regardless of what's going on,
How does it come and go,
It goes,
Passengers,
Hodkam.
Kayıt Tarihi : 2.9.2022 23:37:00
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