On a new day...

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The last day ... takes a year!
 Smolensk was covered with wet snow…
 And the dirty gray sky –
 Opened traits in it a talisman…
 Here at feasts there is a "Plague»,
 Greed prevails over Russia…
 My country is crazy,
 But everyone will accept what he sowed in it!
 
 And only Accepted in the Temple of Love –
 Will enter A new day Awakened…
 In it the DNA will change the blood,
 After all, to Be in God Is to Live Enlightened!
 And A new day of blue –
 Deception will scatter in the Temple of our…
 And let in Russia, us Native –
 The people rise up, slept for a long time!
 
 All those who Believed in the Transition,
 The dream was cherished patiently…
 No longer "redneck" and not rabble –
 The people will see God's Miracle!
 All who have committed sacrilege –
 God will leave you in the dark…
 I'm sorry."»,
 But not those who have seen the light on Earth!
 
 All Value... in the Heart is Nature,
 And without a Soul-we are all bugs…
 The People At Kind Of A Deity,
 For God, money is just paper!
 
 31-1.01.2020 g. & nbsp; Boryspil.