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Публикация: 2016-08-01
Dancing bears painted whim things I almost remember and a song someone sings once upon a December. Someone holds me save and warm, Horses pranced through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory. Someone holds me save and warm, Horses pranced through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory. Far away long ago Glowing dim as an amber. Things my heart used to learn Things in yours to remember. And a song someone sings, once upon a December.