What is this strange phenomenon?
What a miracle of untold power?
It's the wind, the wind of inspiration
Sad home visited.
And again, from happiness muzzy
I will run on the line pen,
Well, through me, things
They will rush, they will rush ahead!
It's like the whole world is off the rails.:
Feelings, ideals, times –
And, lying down on a sheet of ink word,
Solidifies-for wave of wave of.
And the tides are fierce heartbeat,
And to the table I give a diligent roll…
Flashed... Again-a whimper, empty;
Gray box of indifferent walls.
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I just them and decided to share them with you.