The Waste Land
The Waste Land
The dark land where only hate and distrust existed.
As devil it was evil so there also the rain was dark.
The people of wasteland bad desire, selfish, and cruel.
I hadn't enough love so I was unhappy.
The temptation fallen we hades and the temper looked like devil.
The love of the wasteland was lacked of trust so it was no beauty existed there
The romance have not seen and continuous bore life.
We had deep melancholy and hate.
We are skilled at destroying than constructing so our mind are glommy.
But I was an optimist.
I would to overcome this difficulty.
and I effort to improve this situation.
I will to expect new world that is filled
hope and warm.
Every day I'll running for the body power and hope.
As summer I dream that as iron my body will to be strong and my soul will to be happy.
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