маленький кусочек счастья

like a tea brought when you're watching tele
like a gift book and a hot hot carry
like a song you hear
like defeated fear
like the way she raises
all your hided graves
like a silent hour
like a found dog mourn
everything that breakes
early summer lakes
silent lovers words
further countries' roads

all the softest things

make you feeling wings


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