century Yes year lived
and again in the beginning
thickly swirled
dreams were nallikari
we all live in hope
what doesn't pile up
the truth as before
very surprising
glued to the Motherland
wet paper
like for life
and almost with courage
look in both eyes
no way
and she's a disease
as always in denial
and the snow figachat
cherry petals
like the stars are crying
excessive cold
as if they were crying.
heartbreaking
knew that without malice
don't even get warm
even somehow by the way
memory gap-toothed
path on snow wool
draw with a shovel
clean as read
don't care if you exhale or inhale
if we throw snow
so they didn't die