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Слушать(AI)From nowhere
An omnibus,
Cutting streets
With a state-of-the-art
Cutting-edge noise,
Rolls and rocks
Out of nowhere,
And the driver goes from zero to hero,
While
We are lost in translation
With a lust for draft legislation.
© Maryna Tchianova
Марина
My poetry doesn't reflect my feelings.
It mostly stems from observation and communication with the others and sometimes from long days of readin
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От завершу писати дисертацію з Вас, І що далі? Чи зникне з мозку холодний компас, Розібраний на деталі?
The beauty of form to M.Muzychuk
Her mind is a temple Full of eagles and owls, A finely-tuned melody, The rhythm of the sky.
The Emperor
He is on the throne. His voice is as loud as the thunderstorm. He rules his country And keeps people happy.
