Your light learned to speak
That is gentle, on a theme,
That it is necessary to learn to live
Not to fry and not to spend malicious time,
Sick muse to suspend,
Against the bothered theorem,
To forget, squeeze, leave,
From this verbal cage,
The dependence river to pass,
To forgive both spirit and labels,
After all life passes day after day,
And each minute is precious,
But reception can stop,
In sick chambers from poisonous foam,
But,something pulls me in these networks,
In transparent and flat prison,
Perhaps tears on these lattices,
And the laughter your seeing off in darkness can!
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Посвящается Ленке Воробей 2011
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