Trapped in mirrory window that caught me smiling,
Static organism, which immortality is spying me?
See it in my dreams that whisper "This is real world!",
And im running for it, losing all
For what "Illusion" сalled.
It never grows up, never getting old,
Blossoming rose on stoned epithaphY
I only knew how to keep nothing, to unfold,
I knew that something remained cold,
Obscured and faded in rotten trophY.
Camera obscura
© Copyright: Серафима Лихачёва, 2020
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