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A guy on the stump (Observer )

Among snowfalls , snowstorms and blizzards
His eyes are dull to the river
A guy on the stump suddenly thoughtful
And he is trying to make the idea on the face
Maybe he just wants something
It seems that he thinks
And you , directing his gaze at him
Face fist prop

It is covered with moss , but sits silent
Wrinkles only become firmer
Sculptures of stone in the sea looks
And the sun beats down his red face
And the sun sets and the waves roar
In muddy water running
And matovokrasnobagrovy sunset
A guy on the stump watching