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< Inna Spring



There is a time of faith, and there is no doubt,
have time to wonder, and is - longing ...
From poems dedicated to
painfully one that compresses whiskey.
Childhood Toys - my blacklist
Besides, whose fate - nothingness,
Not a sinner, and he is not holy, but is close
yet this is still the land.
Rebooting ... on inspiration - morning,
it just ... infinity cables
He wanted me to become wise,
and I knew, of course, without it.
He - the blood through the veins and air in May,
it - that love, then what in the verses ...
Messiah? Mission? - Wash
and I try to live at the risk and fear.
The fire melts sunsets,
Hamlet is not that much ... perhaps be!
Rhyme lines, more precisely, the memory.
And I can not forget.