This America
Is so faraway now,
That it's just like a picture,
A background.
It's been almost 5 years,
Since i left the town,
But it seems like its long enough
To be out.
I had mess in my brain,
And it's not gone yet.
Though they passed -
These 5 years
Pretty interesting, Yep.
I've been thru lots of things
And thru different feelings,
Now it's just another end
of beginning.
As it always used to be,
You never even started,
Actually
You're just a tree in the garden,
That's been shaking its leafs,
And thinks that he's something.
Now let it be free,
Let your soul be your pilot!
This America
© Copyright: Эльдар Фуркатович Расулов, 2021
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