I wanted to

I would like a day to pass without tender sadness, on a white bed, stretched out without strength, with disheveled hair in vain... Do you not feel that you are useless?
Or that the feasibility for which you were driving your dreams on a semi-amputated foot and the other is jealous of the absurdity of fate and stops working in sympathy.. As life comes once in the form of separate tapes in separate places, the sound of the tape, whose voice we like performing, resounds on all the light It became inexhaustible darkness, I was in need of a fool who knows neither love nor homeland.

I was hunting for undoubted words and there was no mainstay for it either, forgetting everything of my own free will and pretending to be fine for the homeland.

Each of us sees something in a heart that shrivels and atrophies, and we feel that the stomach is eroded when a few of the waw shines in our minds, a spray of scattered tide, and a tender house of the incomplete nun.