Why not to forget about what isn't
why not to remember what is
the magic dust has spilled by clouds
moving along the sky
there is nothing wrong
just sitting and missing
there is nothing wrong
just sitting and knocking
at the opened doors of spring.
(английская версия стих-я "открытые двери")
opened doors
© Copyright: Марина Ворожейкина, 2013
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