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from humility to pride
in a melon print dress
you're passing
already pass
and on the hills lies the darkness
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the shadow is smeared on the cobblestones
you and I have been gone a long time
on the burned eye retina
the sun spot melts
***from the cycle in search of lost vision
(Sergey Leibgrad)
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Everything is vague in our SV'asi -
No ends to find, no marks,
Where is the beginning of love nymphets
Attached to a hitching post.
Fist on the keyboard-a fool
Me a gift-for need whether,
Whether for some purpose,
Pounding, driving a wagon.
Choosing from the palette-melon,
You're running plasma through your veins
With a burning taste of mustard.
The monologue broke off.,
Reflecting on the retina of the eye
The sentence: "a Pain under the collar bone."