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Jun 2013
I know I'll never be the same
A vicious wind offends my frame
And as I push against its will
I fight alone, I'm standing still
I hear my bones, they rattle on
A tune is made, becomes a song
And it is all that I can do
To sing along and think of you
Until I fall upon a note
And get it stuck inside my throat
My face is blue, my voice is lost
And I continue being tossed
For every change direction takes
My vocal cords reverberate
The echo fades and so do I
In silence rest - my last goodbye
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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