night is dark, but so sweet.
I am so alive then , can fully breathe.
looking at the moon I dream of my friends
they are invisible , but always hold my hand.
I am crafty , sometimes a maniac
I've got few who can bear me
they are those who fly in the sky
or growl attacked by light.
There is world's wisdom
I drink it like wine
wish to accept what Gods are giving me.
My Soul has not decided its true path
so I am walking blind in the dim.
night is dark, but so sweet
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2019
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