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< Anna Tantsyura



I know you miss me, stervozy and perhaps here come your neurosis, you bёsh dishes and write fifochkam sms without hitting me with that and the world is getting crowded.
We are with you - it is an eternal trip. Distance no outcomes and no roads. I rope, I crank rope, I ban and complicated prose style.
I do not have peace of mind. Violent youth behind and hand wanders and wanders with me. Forgive me, could not, and then you are not a bent, though you're the one that called me "favorite hero».
You miss, I know how - the casual acquaintance told me that in your eyes saw longing. What's going to another century such "stay" as Well be more "I can not without you"?
Just because I'll be able to. With me on your heart and in my soul there is a "key lock" mode. So my friend, sraday, but I do not touch it, just here and so, in an empty, you have to burn your life ...