Love Russia

Love Russia
That simple phrase
escaped Emery's lips
those lips
which uttered imagine and tell me why and being myself
As she watched Jacob transform
Matthew Morrison shielded her from the truth
Blessed man
Oh, blessed man
He protects us all
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