And even then, after hundreds of years
When we are gone, when our names disappear,
I will be here. You will be near.
We're naked souls. We are sincere.
And when winds howl-
It's you I hear.
Rain from the clouds-
It's me who cheers you.
I have no face, I have no fear.
Forever. Out of time,
My Dear.
13.06.2017
Forever
© Copyright: Серафима Пронина, 2017
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