I don't dare look after you,
Love, and know & nbsp; - out of place.
I don't own your soul,
I'm not the one who glistens with your gray eyes.
Well, what can I do, so it happened,
So it was decided by fate,
During the war came
In this world we are with you.
At first, like, you fell behind
Twenty years away from me.
Now it's clear to me,
That the laggard is me.
I love out of place
© Copyright: Светлана Станиславовна Агафонова, 2020
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