On the river Neva
The wind is also near with me.
Birds are singing, trying healing.
All over in vain: I lost the key...
Spring, the l(w)ife, is needed here,
By thousands of flowers will be greeted.
I won't give up like said the great Shakespeare.
Till the end of stars. Enemy will be defeated.
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Thank you.
With respect and best wishes.
Валентина Иванова 4 21.10.2018 08:38 Заявить о нарушении
Sincerely,
Hades Alteniai
Аид Плиний 21.10.2018 21:50 Заявить о нарушении