Treasure Island

Irka Nesladkaya

(January 14,1987 / Nykolayev, Ukraine)


Битком набит троллейбус,
Адская жара,
Я потом обливаюсь,
А на дворе зима.

Ещё не скоро выйду,
Но это ерунда,
Сейчас я обнаружу,
Что еду не туда.

Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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