My dear distant friend,
I like your clear soul...
I don't wish you the land,
That like a penny small!
I want your spirit fly,
As high as you would like...
Put pieces in a whole
In one bright magic spark ...
The world gives you warm hugs
By its velvety touch,
By chocolate in mugs,
By Holidays and such ...
To my distant friend
© Copyright: Мария Алматова 2, 2022
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