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Victor Shendrik



The ascent, rare lightning...
Don't rush before the heavenly gates.
Maybe we'll have to share
Unfulfilled dreams.

Gasping the air of freedom,
Unsightly happiness pilgrim
No time – fleeting years,
Fail – endless winter.

Scribbled a few everlasting lines
Not without the other, however, is drivel
Not be – years shorter
Will not be rewarded – all winter long.

The old square, the moon, the eyes opposite,
Righteously deceived heart...
Run years can not be undone,
Student winter warm up.

Whoa there, wait a little bit
Calm down with the lies.
The beaten path – a lonely road
Rare lightning, climbing...