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< Leah Altukhova



a couple of weeks ago, we have not yet thought,
a couple of months before - not even expected,
that in some of the evenings of our puzzle come together,
and they will reap the old flip-flops.
Who are you? white teeth, green-eyed,
tearing into battle,
ringing in the tube with the scandal.
I often write to you, but then
press delete ...
and ran to the station,
where the cashier with tired eyes I will give out a ticket,
and no matter where, be away from you.
but the trouble is that even traveled the whole world,
do not run away from yourself, my dear boy.

This spring, we dug into the soul, let the roots.
Intoxicated whether the air, or insomnia,
We played on the flight to "not get used to, but remember»,
and judge us was the night - bezzakonnitsa
. My playlist live your songs.
One certainly be remembered.

At one end of the days of our "if»,
as the end rhyme to the word separation ...

... In my playlist of your songs live.
I feel you in the audio range.