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I see a move in the palm of my hand
Which will go for my life
And so priceless moment of reckoning,
For the time given to her!
And at this hour of dashing years,
We remember fathers
Which they say about that:
That in the year of their incompetent sons,
Wolves cannot escape shackles ...
There is one subject for thought,
That time burns people incompetently
And in their beautiful dreams, dreams-
It happens that there are no locks
Which fly under the stones ...
Under the black ice carpet
We see a death blanket
And in it is bottomless and sick-
God will measure us too little ...

Andrey Avos 09/23/2016