You are my other side,
You are my hidden wishes,
Which I should no longer hide,
They are also my teachers.
They are here, inside,
Waiting to escape, be free.
Why did I always them hide?
They've grown inside me like a tree.
Like a virgin green tree
In my closed and excited mind,
But now I'm really free,
Because I don't have to hide.
My other side
© Copyright: Анюта Весна, 2005
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