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Андрій Лаврик

Вновь без причин грущу. Звёзды узор плетут. В мире, где я гощу, Вишни опять цветут. Часто хожу в ночи Грудью вдыхать их цвет. Сердце, сильней стучи! Пой свой хмельной куплет! Время у самых ног Дремлет в густой траве. Мысли, как крепкий грог, Бродят в моей голове. В ласковом свете луны Дарит нам милость Всевышний: Белые крылья весны - Эти волшебные вишни.

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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx

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