THE WAY IS CUT OFF
We searched for our little island
Though the path to it was so far
Now the way has been cut off
And nothing is ever coming back.
Dreams swept away from the ground
And at the same time you and I
We sit in our cozy warm spots
Experiencing fear for the other ones.
There, we dreamt of building the nest
Now we know it will never take place.
Irma carried away our dreams
Place where we would be, you and me.
07-09-2017
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AP (the original version – ru)