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razolyut puddles on the asphalt
benzene rings
like old
new evil we
It seems confused
in the branches of the birch trees because
We are living here since birth
childhood is over
and there is nothing to cry
cud "of lava"
and posters frayed
discard shells
with fatigue need to share
continue the adventure
office plankton
stuffed to the eyeballs
but believe me
then all have enough space
streets full of cries of despair
but are silent in disbelief
thieves, politicians,
people without form
wearing a uniform
with his twinge
Conscience further to where no one
he finds and no one will see the collapse of
our vessel named "Russia"
Doomsday we can not wait
people go to the stupefied faces
but that we still have?