This is coming- turn around.
Wind is blowing through your door.
What is lost will soon be found.
What you hate you will adore.
Never heard and never seen,
Now it's written on the walls.
Done something you didn't mean,
Got a pleasure from the fall.
Nothing will be as it was,
Everything has got a price.
Realizing what you chose
Leads to glory- take your prize.
You may struggle, you may fight,
But you'll go your own way.
Something's coming, stretch your arms,
Time to win- don't be afraid.
Anticipation
© Copyright: Серафима Пронина, 2016
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