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On wooden rhymes
I wind the guts
My frail son was last time
sighed and turned into a mouse

Where from it
made
No one
only time
Taking away
Hey hear

And we will come through thorns
To the truth of the way out the window
I will drown my knees
To the black floor, I will see the bottom

Dispers the drooling of thoughts
Bright meanings in this darkness
Does not let my filthy gray brain
San Francisco bridge has long gaped there for a long time

On a dark evening by the window
The moon is the path
I would quickly, at a time
But so far I just believe in something

I would bl -window
One two Three
Look
White Eye blinds us
You do not know his memory
But he lost me in the room
In a bright darkness
And not everyone remembers how he moved on a pussy
My tongue loves
The worms of the persimmon spent
What hung in Turkey
And God loves them and them
The light of the book is pigeon
The mouth will not be saturated
In the race for the whore
Who stood up on the fucking pedestal?

Clutching a tearful fist
I go to the Gulag
Lonely Burlac
pulls to heaven to heaven
Like a dung beetle
All that was placed in a short fur coat
At Satan Balu
Kayros cried
Chronos consoled him with those
that everything will darken the shadow
But here everything is without face for a long time
Few people can see
Their dishonest eyes
In superstition, they said
What is better for them without you
And then the whole world seems to have froze
there is no end of its end
Love as a meaning
there is no point
Thinking a lot is a sin
it is beautiful there,
where we are not
where there is no unprecedented dawn.