Hanoi Raining

Hanoi Raining

07.09.2019 23:21

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Поэт: AtSwim2Birds

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When the pavement is dry
I’ll take a walk to think about my fortunes,
I’ll take clear steps over the puddles,
And talk to my little god,
And ask him to fix whatever is out of mend,
When (if ever) the pavement is dry.