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-Olya... girl from the Mercury,
Also with strange hair cut
And when sibling's going mad,
Her beauty was assault as property.
Olya...keeper of secret's:
Of "being", of "was" and of "will".
Olya changing are pose's
To short making pleasant feel.
Olya, keep the same movement,
In your fur contained army boot's.
Olya, I'm in abusement:
It mean's my future building at root's.
Olya, for you this red (red?) napkin
If you want to nostalgy.
Olya, your mail in hacking,
Your cool Poland pedigree.
Olya, just want to remember:
I'm standing near your home
And isn't doing wrong,
Waiting till warm of december.
Olya, just say it truly:
"Ruslan, I need your comeback!"
And I don't giving a fuck,
As bully.