(C) The river flows the canvas .A-529
The canvas is a brain which invents the imagination.
Like the flow of the river every day
The flowing one
It is a flower , a jar,and fruits.
It is a scenery,is a woman,and GARAKUTA
When the mind falls into disorder
It is empty can garbage, and the bone.
If the bone flows
I seems to become a previous notice of the death.
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