Sometimes I see colourful dreams.
Only today it was harder that ever,
Morning is more difficult that it seems
Every sunrise is a pleasure forever.
Where is the line of the truth, and the lie?
Here noone knows what will happen tomorrow.
Easy to see, but so hard to be tried
River of that what we're going to borrow.
Everything here makes me cry, makes me stay
One after one all my doubts become treasure
Never say never, just follow my way
Easy to think, but so hard to feel pleasure
After some time you will see here some stories
Rythm will fill every cell of your body.
Tell me, you like it? No need to be worry!
Here all the dreams make you become somebody.
(2 августа 2005)
Somwhere on earth. Акростих
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