Рецензия на «You have no power» (Вероника Березовская)
Dissolved lonely soul in the air (As only autumn would allow); October, city - leaf follows - Invisible and silent witness - trails And shadows. But - who cares For single flying leaf? So, fully overflown Puddle - trusted mirror for the clouds - Its last and only destination. Stairs, Dim ladders - for a case of fire - Are not for it; from bottomless hollow There is no way back up - but only slow Way slip to sleep for dead and tired. That is the way of leaf - not yours: It has the wisdom, you - the force. Иренакс Алексирен 06.05.2013 02:05 • Заявить о нарушении
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