The bitter blooms

THE BITTER BLOOMS The bitter blooms they congregates, they tugs they invade to haul tugging set their feet behind success Ah they tugs and hauls purposing pangs endowed when failed they fall tugging chains intersected sent them heel Their feets fixed rearwards Oh mythical flame, jealous herd. why can't illusion lapsed, Ah learn, destiny is like a wide tree cutdown by saw it destination changes not only changes in direction lands Antagonistic drift to current, fashions longers will Pressures not wasteful labor. Empty venture, Futile yield ever remains, else ally.