its up to thirty
its up to dirty
and now clean
we're through within
we're nice and naughty
and in between
one big one little
one dream one living
one only us
we're home at last
of sand and liquid
so high alas
to be breathtaken
to be awaken
so nice and sound
we like this ground
of no making
one lost and found
We lose
© Copyright: Евгения Игоревна Карешина, 2016
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