From the mountain on a sled –
forgetting to breathe!
God knows who rules.
Farewell soul!
She's following us like a snowstorm!
And potholes on the flight Sochi.
They flew off the cliff.
Where's the top? Where's the bottom?
And around and laughter, and screeching.
One thousand nine hundred ninety four
In the kru? n? mountains
© Copyright: Анна Фёдоровна Котова, 2020
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