25/17. The cub (№ 372604)

Draws a strip of salt on her cheeks
Ruffled the hair the wind in the clouds,
Birds sing, angels with them
Someday we'll be different.
№ 372604   Added MegaMozg 17-06-2019 / 01:02

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