Going through a lonely road
In the morning light,
Sunrise sets an auto load
In the moonbeam light
Going through the river fog,
On my way to airport,
I'm trying to run from city smog,
To find the hidden teleport
To fly away from killing gas,
It doesn't matter we're addicted,
To make the hundred procents pas -
For Me, I hope, it is predicted...
Going through The hidden teleport
© Copyright: Александр Листенгорт, 2009
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