As I remember, it was June.
The night was light because of moon.
I thought, that it would last forever,
I thought, that he would leave me never.
I can remember Sasha's face,
I can remember that nice place.
Oh, yes, that was a magic kiss,
I miss it, really, I miss.
Then I remember only rаin,
My heart remembers only pain.
How long could he pretend?
I understood – it was the end.
(23/11/2001)
June
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