How it all comfortably, Peace, peace, peace ...

Tim Skorenko



How it all comfortably, Peace, peace, peace,
You sit and look at the river, and tsedish "Baylis»,
And all that is needed, there is under your hand,
And all who need it, do not seem to become boring.

Work, home, prospects, family life:
Plankton calm even the ringing of a rifle.
And no "tomorrow" or "need" or "if",
No other useless gestures.

And you're sitting, ocean inside you
Barely moving, quiet, unhurried, timid.

But my heart beats so that typing "zero three»,
Just in case, keep your finger on the button.

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