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clear days have come
red pebbles
very sore in the bosom
blue bubbles
cats rush about
birds have nose water
fish ride
on ice cubes
black night umbrellas
gray spoons days
teeth loose
fuss from the wind
in this they bathe in everything
foxes and lanterns
autumn is ending now
sea ​​figure freeze

from home to the street an hour
now I need a basin
good feet together
on the wharf in china
 I would fry these days
and would send to monasteries
I have a lot to do
to put on.
all autumn I warmed my legs
as if looking at you
wrote a story on his hand
about the sea, about you, about the basin.