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By Ria Submitted by peregrine falcon Date: 2015 Apr 01 Comment on this Work [[2015.04.01.22.06.20775]] |
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Nowadays I wake up every morning. (By nightmares). I go to my balcony and smoke a cigarette. In the drakness I hear the Blackbird singing. The bad dream, the bad thoughts it araised disapiers. I feel happiness. And I remember YOU... Ria P.S. Sorry for any bad English. I have been awake since 03 am. - and I am VERY tierd! |