I hasten to erase the boundaries of creativity of

I was exhausted,
Including rebooting,
I asked God
Stop the load.

I hasten to creativity
Erase the borders of the World,
Bosom wear
I heart sapphire.

It does not matter who I was,
Can not see where to start.
I had forgotten the past -
Talent will not blestalo.

'll Get a mixture of rhymes,
Fold in the notebook poems,
Sobyu I ego arrogance
Let podrostayut themselves.

I asked God
Stop the load
I was exhausted,
Including rebooting.


10.10.10. Saint-sous-Yaki.


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