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Eats up sadness
I have a seal
And not at home, in cold February
On the other continent meet
chopped off all the ropes
On Sinful Land
And Maybe When
I will remember this day
but my pain is not cold
Pressed and penniless
The new role is sad
I need a new chance
All Attempts will be
Paid
dreams come true

I used to get the brakes down
wandering around me one night mist
I closed my eyes, smiled wickedly
She played into the hand and she helped
Not a psychologist, but I can talk about Despair.
in the books one thing is written only here
Silence peace years of my silence
naive like a child waiting for miracles
He spread his hands like branches
so I spent my days, and more often they told me so far
Longs the old park My city and my village
all everyday details with a view from the window
Exorbitant world through the glass of the Porthole
all below the crown and the banks of one river
Gaining aircraft height to meet all winds
heart beating clenched fists

Iiiii
Blue Sky steppe shores
Green Sea Fields and Meadows
All memories will go with me.
With me

The alien taught the language fleeing
and childhood friends crossed all addresses
Memorized by the atlas of the capital of all countries
I stated in plain text I want to go there
Everything is new on that side of the equator
left alone unfinished house
The knot tied strong to the eye of a heavy anchor
all my past overboard
Goals are deceptive - like lenses with glasses, I don’t argue
everything is suspicious and dark here
Bribed and pulled me dark story
for which I'll cry.
Everything went according to legitimate schemes.
like a cigarette smoldering life sometimes
Thinking about winning to share with anyone
All Growing up are years