Surprising

I am a stranger
Because you don’t know me
Near your home
You don’t come across me
Where I am going
There isn’t a crowd
My decorations
Are natural and proud
You are so real
You’ve never pretended
It is surprising
In dreams we’re acquainted


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in dreams...
perhaps it would be better to change the word "proud"...

regards,

Дэнн Фенциклидин   14.10.2006 16:20     Заявить о нарушении