Confusion
Lost my meaning in the people.
I have no more application,
My purpose is very little.
You want glory in your story,
But your story has a weakness:
In this kingdom all signori
Don't accept the word "persistence".
I became to grow like genius,
But I mixed up with this soil.
Why are you, my God, so serious?
Why are you wasting my soul?
p.s: first steps
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Юлия Мирошниченко 5 24.10.2019 20:06 Заявить о нарушении