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< Elena Urazova
Voronezh



How are you far without me?
The separation was a mistake.
The life of a low-speed crawling snail
On a sheet of endless days.

The life of a low-speed crawling snail.
Nights in the world still stellar.
Understanding came too late.
The separation was a mistake.

Understanding has come too late,
What words - are great gift
. We speeches reached Tartarus.
Nights in the world still stellar.

We speeches reached Tartarus,
They poison trickled drunk.
And in my heart, like a trail of fire,
What words - are great gift

. And in my heart, like a trail of fire,
It burns, filling life with pain.
I invite you to
holidays Loneliness now to the feast -
You are, alas, is far from me.