Red Walls
Мария Жилкина
I want to go back home, But I’m just a shadow, And I’m just able to fly. I’m a ghost, And I’m lost. I’m lost in the dark tower. But I remember the heart of my motherland excellently: Red walls and skyspepers. I’m England castle’s ghost. Now I’m underground. But I’m don't care. I’m a ghost, And I’m lost. Darkness all around. But I remember my home. I love the red walls too much Forever. 2016 г.
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