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In time quietly beat the clock on the wall ...
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< Leah Altukhova
In time quietly beat the clock on the wall,
seconds counting false.
I put the heart on the scales
without the right of a longing and revenge.
Deck of cards spread her fate.
Well, where are you, my jack of spades?
Ever I get dressed and go
meet with you nelaskovy dawn.
The clock struck three minutes without,
filling cup emptiness of heart.
Someday we do burn out,
not associated God and destiny.
And the rain was whispering something to his
on a language he understands.
Seal loneliness together
NINE
peak I fell on my heart.
In time quietly beat the clock on the wall,
seconds counting false.
I put the heart on the scales
without the right of a longing and revenge.
Deck of cards spread her fate.
Well, where are you, my jack of spades?
Ever I get dressed and go
meet with you nelaskovy dawn.
The clock struck three minutes without,
filling cup emptiness of heart.
Someday we do burn out,
not associated God and destiny.
And the rain was whispering something to his
on a language he understands.
Seal loneliness together
NINE
peak I fell on my heart.
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