Look at the sad color, tired of the seasonless season Visualization, at the end of the distance Old Homeland, dear to my line in the debris season, the strange clutter
see the color of the grief see the color of the sadness Song to displaced your poem The fierce of your poems poem
see the color of the sadness Do not see the color of the sadness
When you are ashamed of your eyes, the heart of the word is sonnets sonnets, tell me what you are looking for Not
Dont see the color of sadness see the color of the grief
