Бармаглотов (mcjabberwock) wrote,
Бармаглотов
mcjabberwock

гениальные стихи

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no one calls us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's.
But something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.
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