It seems to me that I had gone completely mad
And at midnight the fire was sitting - full scrip
Works and poems. In the space of the Muses light
Gifts of the Magi and a strange silhouette.
I know Christ, I look into his eyes
And know the place where the young man was. Tear
Rolled down scheke.Sizhu, full of scrip,
And the idea of knocking on her temple, that I was crazy.
10.10.10g. Z.Sh.
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