Николай Малыхин - I Drew You
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On the table a blank sheet
Not written on, clean
White as snow that no one has pressed
It invited me in
To draw and begin something
Though what I could not yet guess
I pick up my pants, I glide and I scroll
Not written on, clean
White as snow that no one has pressed
It invited me in
To draw and begin something
Though what I could not yet guess
I pick up my pants, I glide and I scroll
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