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< Victor Shendrik



Hugging a tendon crunch,
What is the force, to the threshold, loving,
Oh, what I may say so!
Take care, said himself!

Wink fear retardation,
I struggled over the dilemma of dilemmas:
How to save me now, what is left,
Even if it is not clear - why

Maybe it used reasonable once
Takeout, do not drink, "a horse»?
Or take not to go to the soldiers?
Like, let's you out there without me.

And in the moment when the sparkles
Babydoll, falling off the shoulders,
Claim: I have the honor to say goodbye,
I told myself to spare.

Maturity, violent fights,
Scalpel in the lungs and the gap at the feet,
And separation, and gossip and bullshit ...
As I myself do not berёg!

The notorious paradise
booths I do not believe, heart reluctantly,
And I live, myself bereguschie,
On wear Caring for yourself.