Sending his horse into the eternal

Midnight quiet tyuknula arrows alarm
Raced from the past to the future real,
Gavel banged, file holder plane
Combed vulgar morning glow.

Has begun to whirl in the autumn old gay,
Carried away in careless fire and smoke.
I stayed with the rapid graying "passed"
Sent to the Eternal his horse.


10.10.10g. Z.Sh.


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