Denis Bezmelnitsin
   
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Sad Poem

Drops of the rain
Are washing away
Signs in the heart
Written one Summer day...

Golden sands will cover
All what has been,
And white Lotus shall grow
On the place of buried dream...

And morning rays
Will take me away
To the horizon of East
Where born a new day.

July 2 2015


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