Речная, 85 - б

It's - the seasonЪ
of depleted flowers

Time - is
October sharply

Snow covers the plants
Thi Autumn would hardly

rememberin'  the blossom
Still as remember (i) You   ,

not erased , from image
by liquids
That's the fuck

Falling snow blinds thi eyes
Flowers remain   -   Good-night

Mine golden mask of Pharaoh is
far away
 towards Himalaya

The Prophet may call the place
where we come into each by each

Dut , understood , it shouldn't be
an October  Ъ
month   

 


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