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Happiness...
< Leah Altukhova
Look into his eyes,
forgetting everything,
not get drunk on wine,
dream of common children,
in the arms of sleep,
prepare a light breakfast,
Instantly recognizable
to the touch and smell.
without "busy." and "business .."
fly to meet him,
fearlessly "forever!»
and dinner every evening.
And trembling over the bodies,
both wrists with a razor ...
I really realized,
which means "happiness".
Look into his eyes,
forgetting everything,
not get drunk on wine,
dream of common children,
in the arms of sleep,
prepare a light breakfast,
Instantly recognizable
to the touch and smell.
without "busy." and "business .."
fly to meet him,
fearlessly "forever!»
and dinner every evening.
And trembling over the bodies,
both wrists with a razor ...
I really realized,
which means "happiness".
