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Cleanliness
As people live, can be judged by an urn in his room. Today was the shovel contents n the stove and so glad - just crumpled paper (unnecessary poems and notes), the instruction from some medications and a broken pencil. Good!
P.S.
Heart pure, clean
high, high.
Thoughts faster, faster,
and snow far
extend outside,
and inside the sand
skip ptashechki springtime,
forgetting about melancholy.
Skip tithe-mushechki,
shore, coast ...
I'm sitting on opushechke,
and the spin of the blizzard.
I stand at the Birch,
quietly sing.
Someone small pink
hear my song.
Well me chunk
go barefoot.
If this is not heaven yet,
I'm not familiar with it.
I know not of Eternity,
Yes, and how can I
in the middle of infinity
stand on the run?
P.S.
Heart pure, clean
high, high.
Thoughts faster, faster,
and snow far
extend outside,
and inside the sand
skip ptashechki springtime,
forgetting about melancholy.
Skip tithe-mushechki,
shore, coast ...
I'm sitting on opushechke,
and the spin of the blizzard.
I stand at the Birch,
quietly sing.
Someone small pink
hear my song.
Well me chunk
go barefoot.
If this is not heaven yet,
I'm not familiar with it.
I know not of Eternity,
Yes, and how can I
in the middle of infinity
stand on the run?
