The Artist on the Seashore at Palavan, by Gustave Courbet. |
I saw her walking on the seashore in the sun.
When
I met my madness on the seashore in the storm
Time
Every time I felt at beginning.
Time
I become to awakening from the lifelong sleep.
No one knows discover me at here.
While at the same time I forcing my self to be quietly.I become to awakening from the lifelong sleep.
See the sleeping villages far way from here.
There will be healing for a warm of petty-bourgeois love.
Someday we'll might meet again and exchange thoughts about life. It gonna happen in the revolutionary world.
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