The white ceiling...
Анна Жаль
The white ceiling of my room
With its thiny cracks.
It awakes the deepest gloom
And my soul racks.
How I wanna ruin it
To unite with breath of night,
To be star that has been lit
For the One to shine a light.
© Copyright:
Анна Жаль
, 2001
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