I was travelling through years
Day by day and night by night
Forty years and a pig tail
And I've entered the twilight.
I was born when Moon was shining
And I looked for place in shade
Of that Dead light always smiling
To forget all harm I made.
Fell asleep in year fifteen
And woke up a year nineteen.
I was dreaming all four years
And forgot time in between.
What I've learned I will not tell you.
What I've found is that place
Where the Moon is always shining.
Where for me there's always space.
You will wonder where it is?
It's not secret. It's in dreams.
A place where Moon always shines
© Copyright: Вениамин Понкратов, 2019
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