I'm looking at the moon
It's full
But so is not our life.
There is no cloud,
Sunrise is soon
New day in our strife.
We can't go out
And see the world,
I can't come close to you.
There's no doubt -
All bridges burned.
It's not the usual flu.
And even if
I thought my way
Was little bit unclear.
Today I
Confidently say:
There are no plans, my dear.
12.04.2020
The moon
© Copyright: Нина Свит, 2020
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