I stalled my deja vu

At the concert, Garou
emotions in the mountain
and the blues Gary Moore
sounded on the guitar.

And fall on the brink of winter
and, apparently, the ball of Satan
beat depression
my jeep wheel
dance.
Mom, crying, shove about
Autumn we at the poles slush
Give or something, pulp
blue-gray pigeon
and other unexpected guests.
I am in my deja vu Books,
sad for me, miss.


4.10.10g. Z.Sh.


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