I took a drive, went far from home.
I couldn’t stop to circle down,
There is supposed to be my home,
But never entry can describe.
If there is none of what I’ve learned.
If all what I hides by the wall,
I made myself, it made me all
And car hits car to catch the none,
I take a drive, go far from home.
11, 72Drive
© Copyright: Алихан Джакишев, 2019
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