yoşillerın ücunden

in ucundenl3kef •  3 years ago 

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stirs, in the fields, the worm and the rose,

pottery clay north of here. I remember

An' the lights went out on the lower deck, an' no one near but me.

This house is in a state of unrest

So it goes, the crazy tune,

By this undefined ecstasy

For now those boats are more like Hell than anything else I know."

Love is happy.

But I'll be safe in hell.

New flowers are sprouting out from the old branches,

Like January weather,

yet some who believe in this or that,

But most of all, as well you know, when the steers are mad-afraid;