I was standing in a crowd,
In a sea of people’s coats
Looking exactly the same
I was hiding with no doubt
In the river of self-destructive thoughts
That’s what I felt in Notre Dame
But suddenly I’ve noticed a t-shirt
In the crowd, it was weird to see it in March
When for light clothes it was too cold.
I’ve suddenly forgot about feeling blue,
I looked closely at the guy who wore it.
I moaned. I’ve recognized you.
* * *
A t-shirt
© Copyright: Татьяна Пименова Поэтесса82, 2006
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