Let me dance under a storm
I am like Dorothy in her red shoes
too mature to believe in fairy tales
but there is an exeption to every rule.
I am not young, not too old
Not a beauty , not really smart
will never paint a masterpiece
will not invent human's cure.
Gods are whispering into my ear
or may be it's tremendous imagination
let me dance...
I am hearing spirits - in my mind we are together.
Let me dance under a storm
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2018
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