There in your soul
Where all the seeds were grown
There all she sits
The beauty of my own
There on your face
Where all the years take place
There all we need
Is love
Yes, on your bed
Is blondy there instead
There all he needs
Are seeds and ther'
No longer suits
The beauty of your own
There
© Copyright: Энн Денисова, 2017
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