Kristina Masenko - Её нет в этом городе
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She is not in this city ...
Can you hear?
Not in the park on the marked shop
No in the postal transition
In the lobby, at the exit ... at the entrance
At sunset, at sunrise
No by the sea, at the pier
Where she screamed gratifying ...
Something hissed
Robel's gaze
She sang you very well and often argued
You remember ... then time passed accelerated ...
It is not ... your common routes have no
Minutes of lost feet
In urban vain faces
On black and white pages
There is no wrist in the intricacies of the hands
No in the origin of your happiness
In melting snow collarbone
In the capitals, on the sidelines, particles
There is no touch in the first lips ..
In the memory of coffee for two ...
You remember ... it is not ..
There is no in your thoughts ...

(Author: Kristina Masenko)