Настя Сибрина - Лови
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Soapy foam, snow
Takes from you
Removing from you
There is no joy or grief
There is no evil or good
We are with the last door in a quarrel -
Do not be angry with me
Miracle...
From under the wheels - yes!
From under the ground - no
From under the "Saturn" ...
As if from a hill
As if in the hands of
Flies, laughs
It beats into the cloud:

- Catch me!
Old chair, book -
Everything for me
Definitely: do not change
There is no smell or taste
There is no face
Without you, it's empty for me at home
Do not be angry with me
God!
How good here!
You can’t stay -
They threaten with a finger
As if from a hill -
And in childhood, hands -
Flies, laughs
It beats into the cloud:

- Catch me!