When the heart is sad, what is the use, the freedom of life is alive, when there is no happiness of a person who is sad, the world is alive for him, we are still alone between a hundred million people, the world of prison, the
wall of prison, the hatred of the wall, the
bird that burns the pillow, the heart of sorrow burns for him , because death is the liberation of the bird that burns the pillow, the person who becomes the number of the top of a picture is shapeless , so where else can he go between the house in the world of
the prison, the wall of the prison, the wall of the prison, hates the wall.