THE PRESUMED PREDATOR
The stream of the past
Reflects the beauty of the past
But the memories have long passed
Even the still waters have ceased
Flowing amidst the forest
The birds have abandoned their nests
They have flown to the eastern side
The sailors of the stream
Have left their boats
All...
Reflects the beauty of the past
But the memories have long passed
Even the still waters have ceased
Flowing amidst the forest
The birds have abandoned their nests
They have flown to the eastern side
The sailors of the stream
Have left their boats
All...