Imagine a man in the ditch,
The wheels of the overturned wreck Still spinning—
I don't mean he despairs, I mean if he does not He sees in the manner of poetry
Of Being Numerous. Route
Imagine a man in the ditch,
The wheels of the overturned wreck Still spinning—
I don't mean he despairs, I mean if he does not He sees in the manner of poetry
Of Being Numerous. Route