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come autumn
I will not be asked by my mother
in the cloudy sky is hung on the rope the very last
the most orange
the most chilled autumn leaf
defiantly
uncommonly
he is alive
and a little tired, probably, the gray flags length in the sky
and nowhere else is I
Even here

autumn will come and inside me will come autumn
again tell me as if I were again eight
I so want back
come autumn
but suddenly it does not come
the very same autumn
will take and yield
as if ordering play retreat
passers-by and janitors do not take prisoners
in vain then Pushkin
in vain then the umbrella
October
nor heavy drugs
all the people of the world on sunny beaches
but I do not know
and what about me
autumn will come and inside me will come autumn
again tell me as if I were again eight
I so want back
come autumn
and my mother will not ask
As if from a balcony in us someone threw an armful of leaves of red and various
I will dodge
and in vain
I'll turn around
and come autumn
and next to me many thousands of birds sing a song about the sun
The usual thing
but nice
I so want back