Лиана Либерато.
Начал прошлым летом:) и не закончил, и не закончу уже, наверно.

P.s ловите стишок, посвященный ее героине.

In the sea of desks, there's talks of bags & games
and long pipes that leak dreams with the strike of a match.
And there's a loudness to the whispers I hear.
Whispers shouldn't be that loud, should they?
There's a girl over there who everyone knows
and men without ears who will stand by the door for a price.
In long hallways, there are angry mobs of dwarves and rats
& one single angel. 
© Stuck in love
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