Full pillars Crying is not crying I came to finish Bitter Tale of Wall Expectation To get your wound wound I get acquainted with the balm I am a sad god and My loyalty Sadness you are your heart Bush This night is our current without all my poetry for your pleasure Like the star of Mahia Water Lights Like Grandfathers mind pure words I dreamed Beautiful flower branch Dance Dance Dance You are without all my poetry for your pleasure Lost your grief.
