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29 января 2022 г., 06:19
Night.
Expectations are full of your
never coming again.
That you will forget the way to that heart that is cheaper than some grain.
That you will forget all of me
And I'll just remain a stain
In your memory and your brain.
I would like to be in a world that is far away alas!
Where memories are alive, where the world is painted by us.
Everyones, who wish, dream and believe, acquire and live with love
All their life and all they are light.
