DRY WOOD( DRY TREE)STORY Rain from the days; Everywhere there is a buttonhole cold, the trees are constantly shaking in the hands of a harsh brutal hand. I’m cruising behind a window. The garden of the opposite house is dry and the weeping sky does not give life to these dry lands. It also turned“DRY WOOD(DRY TREE) STORY” yazısının devamını oku