I’m your glow, I’m your love,
I’m your charming fairy tale,
I’m your peaceful, сooing dove,
I’m your singing nightingale.
I’m your sweet and tasty cake
In the world of tasteless things.
I’m your vast and silent lake
Where the grace for us begins.
I’m your Christmas showcase,
I’m your doll, your sunny splash
Where the darkness shields the face,
Where the failure leads to crash.
I’m your white, your blue, your red,
I’m your joyful telegram.
I am sorry, I am sad -
You’re the boring ATM.
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Author:
Igor Mit (
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- Published: October 29th, 2022 01:53
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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