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I love you
Girl reading Khayyam
Maximalism young
wisdom From behind his glasses in my heart.
I am in the morning greyus
revelations Murakami
And the coffee, which managed to wriggle into the trust.
I watch
days With a complete lack of faith
In your great plans,
In your deepest thoughts.
I quite remember
What do you have in the book of my life,
Girl reading Khayyam - The bent corner of sense.