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< Felix Komarov



There is no other, I am one
Among the countless guises,
Reflected in the glass.
Like a god drunk
Look for broad curves
mirrors The fact that he has not lost.
A glass around a curve,
That pain carried away.
What is brewing in the distance,
As the fog on the river.
Childhood, youth, old age, death ...
All have time to consider.
The mirrors around me
Life passes, the mind drunk.
Not only see one:
Where is the bottom of the eye freezes.
Who looks in the glass?
Like a heart covered with snow.
With frozen hole,
Do not see your appearance.
You look silently into the darkness,
Looking frail dream.
Light hearted, God's face ...
Do not you see, was not used.
Freeze faces in mirrors,
Freezes in the heart of the ancient fear,
Runs cold darkness in my eyes.
And for the darkness - light stroke of ...
All in dreams, dreams ... Blind
In the labyrinth of mirrors
I am a poor and small.
Drunken God broke the glass,
Seven years has brought disaster.
Seven seven times is coming ...
And year after year, as a lot.
I am lowered into the heart of darkness,
And cradled guilt.
And feared to know yourself.
On the back of his father and mother.
Whether hump. Whether wing ...
Mirrors you, mirrors.
I'm great, I'm funny ...
I say always with you.
And always look a
Do not save without ruining,
Drunk world eternal God
Reflection wove a wreath.
Lost beginning
thread And time went on drinking.