written by: Anahit Arustamyan
Do keep your ears in my words of praise!
The best world is a chair in a plane.
The best world is the air in the childhood’s fairy tale.
Who can guess why I sketched my plane ticket in my pen?
The best world is something without any name.
Love might find its game in a heart’s flame.
Time never sleeps in small or large beds.
Don’t you like me or are you fed up with my chase?
Do knit my roads with your speedy hands!
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