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remember they taught us per person
all the brain carving but fate bore
so you’re definitely not what you wanted
northern meetings bride and spring

terrible mast mastered cold and years
in a hold with a trident fooled a boiler view
so gradually you died and who are you
after all that is where you are or when

to know is not shameful but casual as a knife said
I would be amazed at the memory of me
there on the pillow wakes up a face with eyes
don't speak so quietly you died

your heaviness in the palm of your life is still the same
only the wind blows into the sand
everything is not spring no bride even
unless separation grave wait a little sleep

if one last question from the list
unbearable in the mouth and brain locked
wide open embrace just don't stand so close
you are inanimate and I am quinoa on earth

as taught to love rather were not able
angels in this fire as one family
scared to catch trample I spend at the door
dead in the dead space take care of yourself

(Alexey Tsvetkov)