Стихи и рассказы из категории стихиназаморскомязыке

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What am I want from future? – I don’t know…
The spiritual space wants slice itself,
But I please me, not speeding up soul show,
Тo separate pain knife from damage Ggelf.
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You told me: “You’re not a gentleman. Your mention looks like bad…”
I answered you: “Му dear, I don’t believe in it…”
But Fate, this float dream’s sister, threw off my ash head hat,
So I fell down the ground, forgot to make you sit.
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This leaves looks like your love –
Its heart is live without leave,
But autumn sad moist glove
Takes off it to a cleave.
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