Aza...GR✈️

Your time when you smell you sure the drafts, And you're in an open dress, but I eyes closed. Your beautiful name is in the passport; You're confusing my thoughts, it's crazy! Not Sabantui, and call me! The number by heart. You're pulling on the thread. Drunk in avulsion and meander until morning You love me, but I'm in the cities. "The endless noise", "Imaginary Paradise", Never write a single line in a notebook. Not to join the ranks of I culture, But I smoke and on tours, so you don't pop. Confused in the days, a million acquaintances. Here the link, buggy phone. Not to catch Wi-Fi, disabled subscriber, Only pictured'll say hi.