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I would love clouds
In the early days ... But I bitter their smoke :
So then I bondage hard,
As I recall , he was young.

I love them like evening ,
When rdeya there extinguished rays
But from the victims of their pink bodies
Only the ashes of my dreams at night .

I love only the night and flowers
In the crystal , where the lights are broken ,
Because joy dream
In the crystal , they die ...
Because - it's you flowers .