“I was want to thought, but
Though instead it
I come out to leak,
I was want to see, but instead this
I thrown out smoking,
I was want believe, but insteance it I spit out of window –
Continue to continue..”
It’s may longer long
Cuz it song of motherland from my head.
I rely exchange it to something another,
It’s like a “ich will” it is past time.
The moon-face usbek-arbiter men and women don’t know this existence.
I like the ring faces.
I’m don’t know what in the sphere head at all.
But it pretend for someone.
Darling it’s aren’t better place on the earl.
It maybe worse place I would be to warding you.
She don’t hear me,
Matbe so lead they ‘em one book.
The kay word instead – other to another.
You become for foodly
Byt there you give for it self. Such price.
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© Copyright: Елена Гаврилова 7, 2026
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