Both Rivers. Puddles (№ 37925)
And I see little hope
In the elusive ghostly summer
I in this city met
Looked into his eyes and was horrified...
They saw how muddy puddles
Jangling reflect the sky,
And passers-by who don't need
No piece of spiritual bread...
№ 37925 Added
MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 15:56
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