симп
Eternity drinks wandering deer,
Poking into the sky-pain - in the moonlight hour.
A shadow fluttered like a wing of fire
The future is lurking in us.
The body sang how to save him.
Again the soul burns about the shelter:
In the castanets bones - knock,-
Let the souls immortality know!
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