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Алиса Вандерлис
Good night.
I fall in...sleep or love?
With whom, and why?
Don't die. Just simply...fly
Not your, not mine,
With dreams in vine,
She brought apart
Her love, but why?

A simple look,
A simpless smile.
You sang to me?
Or not? You'r lieing?

My thought, your dream,
Your love, my lie.
We are together?
Or just flying?