Дездемон Сидоров - Подзаборная душа
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Submitted soul, walked along the blade of a knife,
Walked over the snow barefoot, a shirt of rustle rustle
A cross rusts on the chest, the angel spits down from heaven,
The body of the Northern Star, a cut in the hand ...

Let me go, my soul! I lived with you!
Clutch me on a nail, so that it does not break forever,
My body is stone down, my soul compromised
That's all, all about anything, to whom, and who should be what,
Who is one, who is lonely, who is laughter, who is a scarf,
What he tore, where he gave, who lied, the soul from the railing
Under the fence, on the left side, in the hand of a beam, stars shred ...