Andre Mo
@andremo
@andremo Lingonberries are ripening, The days have become colder, And from the bird's cry It only makes my heart sadder. Flocks of birds fly away Away, beyond the blue sea. All the trees are shining In a multi-colored dress. The sun laughs less often There is no incense in the flowers. Autumn will wake up soon And he will cry sleepily.
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