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Слушать(AI)Losing the love of yours
I keep staring at the wall
Which is covered by ancient symbols
And imagining you there
At the top of the mountain,
In the depth of my heart.
Losing the love of yours,
I fall from the sky
And I see the green grass
Transform into venomous oceans
Of sadness.
Losing the love of yours,
I wish I never lost your respect
Because it is vital.
Марина
My poetry doesn't reflect my feelings.
It mostly stems from observation and communication with the others and sometimes from long days of readin
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