Стих на завтра выучить faded tools. напешите как он читается. зарание . give me a pen and l shall write. but give me a voice and l cannot speak . this pen of mine is. my voice with which to speak. my emotion with which to feel. and my thought with which to dream . to others this pen is but a writing tool until one day the ink fades . but , what happens to my words , my feelings , and my dreams ? yes , they too fade deep inside me lost into that part of me that wishes so much to be heard
