GilliA - дыхание
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Where, like waves, bridges swing
Sigh of caustic smoke
Do not freeze time
But as if we are paralyzed

For breathing they do not have enough moisture
If they pour them with gasoline, they shine like flags
If the earth is planted with stones, then they will stand up
Having straightened his shoulders in the full growth of the building
In us ...

How many hands are needed
To screw the light bulb into a lamppost
Bridge
Until sorrow comes and does not crawl inside
Learning to do things ... who can grow old
Walking in new alleys ...
Past hundreds of snacks sodbis
It takes time for hints to become exploits

But do not get off from faith just as the paint does not get off
While the transport carries things, people are dragging transport
Rubbing the ropes shoulders
But breathing leaves and does not return

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A little man on children's swings,
As a pendulum - a symbol of speed time.
And only looking at the top is able to consider faith in the air,
Where already many questions are already hiding.

And she warm up with all her strength
I am sure that the lung mechanism cannot be stopped,
Until the last inhalation in you, while the moment
Like Lego, he will not take you to the soul and body. Eagerly.

It is a pity that this is true of absolutely all the finals.
Buried with his nose in rude asphalt
Poins on the tired legs will continue the dance,
Scrapping bows with a radius outside the body of the borders.

The size of a small thought, fastening
On the desktop, so that now it is visible
Clearly and without any giving way on the way.
Industrial tourism in your unaccounted world!