Vacuum is very relative
Far above the mundane world
Rampage in the workless life
Much like a muddy way.
Where there is no cost of sub-division
When the plight of luxury
The fixed bird breathes
Then the relativity of that void
Fills the head.
Kamik warmth does not give anybody a discount.
A lot of dolls are dancing, dance and dance.
As from the feet of the cow's feet
Tear starts
Likewise, the crisis of life
Some dreams have disappeared
Like that sinking sun ..
