When dates of rest cleared up and you can build your plans already,
There are so many things that people wanna try to do:
To find a gem or taste the lips of this cute pretty lady,
But I need something else, to fill my thirst of freedom pure.
Just sound of railway or rumble of the rocket engine,
Refreshing tailwind or whisper of the coming wave
Can save my sense of life and help me to escape from dungeon,
From dungeon, where I still survive before reborn in slave.
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© Copyright: Никита Буянов, 2018
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