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An annual rings have already begun to grow on icicles, which means winter lasts much longer,
What could I imagine for myself some two years ago. Each Day is Like Winter.
And I look from the window in the sun, and it seems that all the dream, all the dream, the whole dream.
Only we both are now cut differently, like trees.

Hello, the sun, teach me to desire, teach me how to want to live, teach me how to choose.
I don’t know how, I have forgotten it, it somehow became sick. And the ascetic lyrics were sick.
Continue me to dream - there are almost like real ones,
Only on the lips there is no taste left. changed the avatar - beautiful.

I go to work every day, go to three, get up at eight, I am waiting for something,
And my grandfather and grandmother worked with a scoop almost all my life.
Did they think about the meaning of being, metaphysics, existentialism?
What difference does it make if they now lie in the ground in neighboring graves.

Moon or morning snow ... admiring the beautiful, I lived as I wanted.
So the sheet flies onto the sheet, everyone crumbled, and the rain whips in the rain.
The waves beat on the cliff, I sit on a cliff, the wind tears my hair,
You and I look at the same stars, and looking at Orion's constellation, I think about you.

rain. Drops, like my tears are empty in silence.
Solve me, oblivion, for I am blind. My ashes will be dispelled by the sun and wind.
Reach me, stars, for I, like water, do not know fear.
On the way - the dust is sweet, how the sunsets are familiar. On the road - water - unity of lines.

write me a couple of lines about my unbridled fate
I may not listen if you want, and forget about you for a while
Lift your hands - you squeeze the dead palms too much.
And my eyes will freeze my forever. There will never be more pain. Ha ha ha

The probability of the meeting is almost zero. But my life continues
And let the past with grave cold forever pull, bringing death,
I live in Solnechny today, trying to warm me for the first time in many years.
Hello, dear, I always loved you and will love you forever.

I look at the sea of ​​heaven, cold - with the breath of the surf.
Jacket, in the arms of snow, deaf from unbearable howl.
So it was before, it will be forever. Afigure the wind, for I myself do not have my own
I learned to love, and therefore ... and therefore ...

Moon or morning snow ... admiring the beautiful, I lived as I wanted.
So the sheet flies onto the sheet, everyone crumbled, and the rain whips in the rain.
The waves beat on the cliff, I sit on a cliff, the wind tears my hair,
You and I look at the same stars, and looking at Orion's constellation, I think about you.


Night from Saturday to Sunday. It's time to relax. Before the working week, all day. Early in the morning, two pskovs, who were sitting in the restaurant "Natalie", decided to refresh their heads with a walk home.
We calmly overcame half the way, crossed the great across the bridge of the Soviet Army and went towards the dam.
Only one of the two miraculously surviving Pskovichka was able to tell the police about what happened next.
Between 4 and 5 in the morning, a man attacked them from behind. Stunning them, he took turns dragged women without feelings deep into the forest park near the Mirozhsky monastery. There, he beat them and undertook, in a dry official language, violent acts of a sexual nature. Beating and bullying lasted at least half an hour.
The eldest of them, 47 years old, was clogged and strangled to death. The other managed to escape miraculously. She managed to get to the road. But none of the passing at this hour wanted to pay attention to a bloodied woman in torn clothes. No one scored 02. The woman got to the house of her daughter, from there and the call to the police received.
A series of murders in Pskov once again makes us talk about human soullessness, about how everyone relates to the security of their loved ones and himself. And this is only the beginning. In the meantime, the thunder struck.

By the way, hello, Lera, how are you?