Владимир Константинов - ДОМИК КОТОРОГО НЕТ
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A house that is not ...
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Somewhere in the past
Childhood careless
Hiding, my first bouquet disappeared
Smoke of clouds.
The sky is lilac
And somewhere under the stove I came up with a verse:

About the house. Parental house
My little house
Which is not ...
House. Small house
Small house
Which is not ...

Waiting, ... waiting for the moment
When the dawn comes
And my house. My house will resurrect
Parental house
Which is not ...
House. Small house
Small house
Which is not ...
....
Someone told me
This is not at all
This was not. This is just a dream
The birch branch branched
And the bathhouse drowned
And the house glowed warm from the windows

House. Parental house
My little house
Which is not ...
House. Small house
Small house
Which is not ...

V. Konstantinov