Boris Icehotov - Потерянный носок
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I, like a lost sock
Without a couple, lonely
Abandoned on the dusty mezzanine of life,
To survive me is unbearable, strong!

Soul...
Really on the heels have you gone long ago?!
And I trampled you into gray asphalt
Forgive me, soul ...
And the horizon is from the heel to the toe,
And the mezzanine crushes the ceiling,
And crowded and stuffiness!

And the emptiness gaps in the holes
To be alone, so ugly, strong!
My soul is so gravitated to the meaning,
And I will freeze in one sock, on life ...