Spacebody me is not the award … (Lara Mishanova)

Spacebody me is not the award I’m with you — as I’m on the block and she is not happy and That’s because crying And silence zalapa,”don’t go after” whisper to her the Sky is bright blots Asleep constellations sensitively Gently removes palcina pavlanova the skin, “You’re a Rabbi-but — my boy, Maybe you can” I like You — not as the rescue captive somewhere thecamera words as the network And trust in slucaja not used in the plans was Always known as a coward Scared me like the block And Thanks anyway