"we, the living, collect the dead. / Fallen autumn leaves, crushed flowers between / the pages of books, photographs of moments / that can never be fully recovered or even / remembered" What have yo……続きを見る
"we, the living, collect the dead. / Fallen autumn leaves, crushed flowers between / the pages of books, photographs of moments / that can never be fully recovered or even / remembered" What have yo……続きを見る
