Ode absinthe

Something is happening in the world of my unexpectedly strange
Someone is trying to catch - and I can not
Only for centuries hide your eyes - and hazy vision
Begin to float in the darkness, like pollen Meadow
All interfere - paint and sounds bold vision
And does not interrupt the wondrous images of a raging torrent
You - in govnische, my friend. But now firmly know what to do
With the subconscious insidious extra sip absinthe


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