In my hand is your palm,
It`s our seventeen!
The evening is calm...
Thank for everything!
We passed a lot,
You are tired, I carried you.
Further by boat
We went this way and staged a view.
It is great place to hug you
And count the stars,
Dream with you and not think
That there are wars.
Our seventeen
© Copyright: Ангелина Малицкая, 2018
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