The sun shines bright above the sky.
A little kite flies in the wind.
I need to know the reason, why?
I have to find a stolen hint.
The sunset brings the shadow here.
It swallows everything in row.
The world that seemed to be so near,
Has disappeared without glow.
Crystal heaven in the night,
It's beyond a sightless star.
Only you're the one to guide,
No one before could come this far.
Wandering
© Copyright: Дмитрий Писарев 3, 2023
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