Рецензия на «Души и маски» (Низа Булгакова)
To open soul – is endanger? Well, are you ready to do this? You will decide to let in stranger – It maybe pain or maybe bliss. And soul dreads. She hid behind By stupid mask. She doesn’t grasp That other soul is not blind – In turn she hid behind her mask. It sorry, they are playing roles, They can’t build common cozy home. Because false masks hide real souls, And so every stay alone. Кирилл Ивницкий 10.03.2018 22:21 • Заявить о нарушении
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