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Oleg Kupriev
Snow

Snow
Which day in a row
Crusty.
Under the heels - shine
Spray,
But five blind ones will click
Five senses
Store distant
My path
From the hustle and bustle of the car
Until me.

Come on
Do not freeze, frost,
Blood,
Yes, on my way
Again
Do not circle with a snowstorm.
Tell,
Hungry wolf
General,
Blessing my moan
In the midnight silence.

Century
In the eyes of my five
Mecc.
Yes, snow flies for whiskey,
Without dulling the pain.
Allow me
Rebellious wind
To stay,
Yes, on the glass, the pattern
Five blinds.

Let
The pattern will intertwine
Sadness
Window frame.
The verse is empty
In crystal embroidery.
On the road to me
The blizzard waves
Wing,
Let the fruit notice troubles
White snow.

Snow is a century
Contract
Crusty.
Under the heels - shine
Spray,
But five blind puppies
Store
Funny and strange
My dream
From the hustle and bustle of the car
Yes, myself.