Feb 11, 2017, 6:51 PM  

Песента за среднощния кукуряк 

  Poetry » Love, Humour
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При мен е нощ.
А там e следобяд..
- Ще мога да говоря
вечерта!
- Чудесно! :)
И аз стоях си
пак до сутринта...
..За да му кажа нещо.
..За да му чуя
мъничко гласчето..
..За да го почувствам
как въздиша.. ...

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