по "Сердце к сердцу не приковано.." Ахматовой
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hearts were never meant to be chained.
if you want to go – you do.
you've got all the rights to claim
some happiness from the freedom you go through.
it's nothing to cry or complain 'bout a lot.
being happy was never written in my fate.
don't kiss me exhausted. i wrote a plot
where death is replacing you, my mate.
all the days of anxiety are already left behind,
they are passed away with the winter's paint.
just tell me frankly, does this make me blind,
if i see you as something better than the choice i once made?