@Gianna96 22 March 2022 more from that month

I read from the mountain Surviving you, poetry. I am drowning in the hospital I caught you and floated away again. Even after the conquest of the kingdom I bow to you, poetry. I love thousands of doors I knocked on your closed door. Sometimes its, sometimes in his possession Even if you go back, it pulls you, poetry. Everybody knows me very well, Who knows better than you, poetry? I wander in the crowd, I keep secret all my sorrows and poems. I will make flowers in Amishmashana, so I wanted to make waves in your chest. All my happiness lies, May your happiness be full, poetry. I plucked out Aminiz's eyes, I give it to you, to make your eyes water. Be content, be full, Burning earth, burning world, poetry.