The letter is only the words,
The feelings, which live on the blade.
But how much they can mean,
Creating invisible net...
And through kilometers and days
They're flying as small paper birds.
You catch bird. In some cases it
can gladden. In others - it hurts.
Letter
© Copyright: Юлия Ступина, 2012
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