View of the bridge against the sky where the sun is setting on the horizon
Where the sky merges with the earth. The world is multifaceted
A mown field where straw lies in bales, against a bright blue sky
The landscape of an unknown lake where only trees are visible
Landscape of the morning forest where you can see the road
How I want to unlearn now where there will be only me you and the sea
There's a bench on the bridge where you can go for a walk, you can sit there and look at the water. It's beautiful
A light bulb with a grid is where such a lamp was invented in prison that