и быть может - конверты
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And maybe:
in the snow kingdom, where heat died out
Hope is warming up another firewood

and throw it into the fireplace, and, a lack of hypoclain
whether it makes me sleep for days
or the fact that we are all seals with ducks
landslides of blocks and lanes
bury me, I'm Ostap in search
12 chairs, I am a slave in search of freedom
I am a clubfoot bear in search of a den
correspondence, logs, discord disinfeeded gods
Our stories will dry out like a pavement spray
Remember me right, fiercely going to the risk
Anderdog forever in the shadow of his own words
broken syllable in confusing neurons
Your disappearance is the last thing that plays the role
I am sending the last to the infinity of written lines
parcel

Notes with a pencil:
I would go to Gig Kadysheva
at the cemetery
But it’s overhead, because I'm not in the lists yet