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increased
of cold semolina
enteric viruses
ribbed sweater
Gnawed handles
stickers translated
accessories called love for the native
Hand shoulders chest
"Positive" "shut up"

draws

because wants to be seen again belong
more than to own
man weaves his mother
It weaves the network
and he unwinds Network
web of one hundred thousand cells
up to a total that does not matter who proved stronger
who was invited to heaven and hell and who refused
who came to the center who came on the third turn of the spiral
because when you hear 26 instead of "love" - ​​"grateful"
it is as if you had died and the children poured water
and the smell of fresh bread with all the city's bakeries
the last thing you feel in front of the cold sky
because here you were rye and now you abyss
because here you were the fox rose prince and now solve puzzles
And you are responsible for those and those
their youth and fragility
and the main thing for myself - from prescription to fences