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I would like not to think about that
that you have changed since then
When the abysses became equal
Atlantic expanses

I would like not to think about that
that I have changed since then
when the order of things became doubtful
And the classic style is wavy

So the evening party leaves a trace
The silence is momentary
youth

The abyss of September
With a theatrical mockery
gives the alienation of the branch, and
Letters from
days
long -forgotten

Obsessed impulse of history
Details of memories
The gray wind spreads the irony.
Airports - shelters of days

Range-no
Bridges-Distance
You are alone in an effort
Be a defeated accident

So the evening party leaves a trace
The silence is momentary
youth

The abyss of September
With a theatrical mockery
gives the alienation of the branch, and
Letters from
days
long -forgotten

The abyss of March
leaves no hope
When it burns
Your cozy garden