I got no other senses
but ever switch of love.
I got no other genders,
just one cafe and glove.
I don't remember passed times.
I don't remember dance,
I don't remeber club trance,
I got no other chance.
To see that life is freedom,
To find that sense of life
ideal white believing
to other loving heart.
And nobody can get it
for free or at the sale.
But here are we,
believe it.
My dream, my wind, my sail.
Cherry pie
© Copyright: Виталия Пак, 2011
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