Воскресенье, 08 Июня 2008 г. 03:49
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My games.
Where is my smile and where is my laugh?
I ask me today.
I’m player, however now
I don’t want to play.
I’m tired because this life,
I’m losting love.
I forgot as always laughed
And don’t want to lie.
Without a support and a insurence
I play to a montauneer.
I’ll fall down and my partners
Will sympathize me.
Don’t wait! I know how escape,
I don’t need the earth.
Near the earth I’ll spread my sails.
It is my new sport.
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