The closing of quarter I have finished.
And now, depression, go away from me!
I had a lot and not enough of figures.
And as much poems I’ve heard through me beat.
I have no friends and no understanding,
And lovers-girls I don’t have here too.
Here saint John of Kronstadt is insulted
And more of this Un-Light – I can’t endure.
The closing of quarter I have finished
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2014
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