trešdiena, 2019. gada 20. februāris

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I do not want people,
Who destroy the ground.
Who make my birds fly away,
Who leave with no sound.


I do not want people,
Who don't want to stay,
These moments are cracking the ground,
And the pain stays inside, it does not fade away.

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