Every day ,I walk through steels,concretes and also crudity.
Sometimes I would think of those old circumvallation which reminded me of old stories.But now ,I'm puzzled of their disappearance.
And where are they?My lost memory,my gone history.
Every day ,I walk through steels,concretes and also crudity.
Sometimes I would think of those old circumvallation which reminded me of old stories.But now ,I'm puzzled of their disappearance.
And where are they?My lost memory,my gone history.