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In the role of the messenger of fate
A neighbor will come to me with a hunting gun
And the castle will be knocked out
And shoot the walls
Thus, he will indicate to everyone
how important it is to leave home in time

I want to live someone else's life
and finish it as soon as possible
The wolf quits eat meat only in Hugo novels

I'm lowering my hands
I am stepping aside
The doctor will separate with a scalpel
What happened

They say that wrinkles are on the forehead
A sign of a good disposition
Or deep sadness
But in any case, goodbye

I love
And therefore become merciless

Legs let down
I lean over the coffin and decisively find nothing
So parents and children are not found

the rite of the funeral service only emphasizes
that there is no God
We perform rituals in order to protect our nerves
and slowly drive through these gateways

Passports are selected from the dead
but they are ordered for memorial dinners
I put a certificate of my birth in one folder
And a certificate of your death

We get rid of things so fast
With a feeling of disgust
as if towels and those are able to decompose

Fifty years of the acquired one was removed in three days
The same thing happens with everyone
Fatigue will replace enthusiasm

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At home, these outpourings were not needed by anyone
I go back, return to life
They are law enforcement and family
The old people smile laugh
spend time in maintaining order
And they say a lot

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My husband does not allow me to be sad, and work wake up
Profession and at home is waiting for a cat
But something is wrong

Concrete interfere in my head
Don't let him freeze
Don't let yourself cool

I work as a programmer
I paint like a Muslim
I dress like an informal
And I am not nothing of this

moderately good without excesses
I am choosing good deeds
Basically, when it costs me nothing

I give these thoughts
to be torn to pieces by the inner leopards
Two fingers in the mouth
Two cigarettes in a secret pocket

Old people with grandchildren go to the country
The glacier passed
And I'm on a stone boulder
Cold murman

cold morning
I am watching one window
representing people for such cheerful
yellow curtains

They think this is natural
Live in need
die from the disease
They find it natural

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At home, these outpourings were not needed by anyone
I go back, return to life

They are law enforcement and family
The old people smile laugh
spend time in maintaining order
And they say a lot