Southern cross

Ольга Спирина 2
Under the southern cross


He is smoking alone sometimes.


I had to go north


I had to leave paradice

I am among the rye


I am among the dust


I feel like closing eyes


I recolect the past

Under the Nothern star


Through_sands destiny_nation


I didn't try so far


Is it procrastinating?

I am among the rye


I am among the dust


I'll just close my eyes


Will recolect the past

Under the Southern Cross


The air has different smells


Night has different noice


Its where  my lover dwells


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