Long after you were born, my child
I've lost my ways through rainy days.
My unimpeachable desire
Was ruled by night and judged by day.
My sins were written on the clouds
Yet hidden from the human eye.
Long after you were born, my child
My soul has suffered but survived.
Long after you were born, my child
© Copyright: Екатерина Морозова 25, 2021
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