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one voice, one way our compass
conversation pulls into the night, red, dry
and yet in bloom raspberry with blackberry bushes
He recalled, standing in the doorway, a smile few drinks Alina

do not hide, to languish, we all fucking artists
to maturity, to to to the crudest of tenderness
to the most extreme degree, as the steppes where nebyli
minute desires to share a century

night, morning, snow lay on the jacket rovnenko
and the path was chosen cheyto legenky hands tangled
in cold rooms, I remembered so spoiled,
so typical prone to drugs

summer summer, I then, it
once again forgot to buy, what it is requested before this
I forgot to ask how to walk like a prospectus
breathe Anapa wind