Olesya is gone to another world.
Ukraniana girl
She is lost and gone with the windthat blew so gently in the summer
September's here and ending
nothing left not anything
not any word not anything.
She wrote me mails so wise and mature
though she was only twenty years
she told me things I've never heard before
and truth came through her tears
and truth came through her tears....
Poetry by Richard
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Written on 2009-09-13 at 06:42
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