Remember me,but don't recall!
We will meet one more time after all.
I will break every wall,
To delightfully touch your soul.
Time will come,we will take all the fun,
But now,we need to run!
To catch the light of the sun.
Fly away like a bird to give me the aim,
I need to shine,
To reach great fame.
I don't know how to this I came,
But all the time,everything is the same.
I am sick,my sickness will pass away,
When sun comes and shows its white ray.
But now night,in it I stay,nothing to say.
Bird
© Copyright: Ортиков Диёр, 2019
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