did not

but the imagination, he did not knock, only after seeing, and longing have visited from afar, cool from a tampon bruise and dwelled in a disturbing fuad And perhaps the anguish was a reason for us, after parting, See you soon, let's meet…

Thou thinks my sorrows have not receded, Those who have departed have departed She pointed with darkened eyes of magic, she bid farewell, the cramped farewell hug, I walked up put my tears in her tears, blended in So has a creator arrived…

does not left, in those drawings with strife, Either you asked, zigzag zigzag ruins and scattered scattered open cheering intoxicate, Like the methods of slander have become Their shining from the methodical robe They weaken our remembrance…