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Uncle the policeman save my veins
In my glass, beer, pour without foam
Winston smoldered, the loop also beckoned the body
Flates were torn at the flash. Vinyl creaks

Time to sing. That there is no time
He came in Balaclava a foaming on a vignette
Vandals do not scorch the fucking.
Who are you? When the camera lens goes out

Hide sharpening, do not scare the shepherd
Pulled to sadness. Taughty blocked
In black Hummer, you can’t lure slums
Any booth will be exposed

Roots either to the lake or in the bottle
Legendary gauze, swam from Khimki
In my harbor, ships hemp
I saw up the bottom, and as you see, I jumped

Seven racists and one Snow White
Meanwhile and this. I will choose between
Blind hopes. Sight out tomorrow
Familiar faces. Unknown author