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And so every month let me
Do not wake up or experience a relapse
Extinct pupils, stuck drippers
Step down from the roof
And so, every month let me
Letting in the motives of spring
To paint on the walls with the marks of the beatings
A verse and maybe only one verse
You can scream so loud
That neighbors will hear our sadness
And can walk through the veins thin
And instead of poetry we draw blood "we are not sorry"
They say, in the winter will be under forty
Like vodka or we do not drink anymore?
You hold my hand no longer timidly
Let's die together with you
I'll try to shut up for a minute
But thoughts are bursting with language
Let's not walk on trampled routes
And not let the draft between us
You touch your knees
There the past sat down and sang
Drink it from the hands of milk with foam
If the past is not the past but a cat
And what we call depression
Judging by the cheating of oneself
Sow in yourself the sprouts of affection
Having radically changed the system of being
Turn off the lights when it gets dark
Because people do not see above the third floor
There is high, not true, the sky is lighter
If you won on the third