Y took the fountain-pen
And try to wrote my wishes.
Y know that there is pain
And poissen as traditions
In your life, in your soul.
A big distance divides us.
Y guess about your small
Sweet dreams. And please, don’t tell lies...
Bee wise and full of joy.
And owing to your patience,
Belive, you will destroy,
You will forget this decorations!
Y love you very much
With hope that you know this.
Belive... and you will catch
Your luck, like mouse catches her cheese!
12.1996
Wishes for my sister
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