Verna
Роман Ярцев
With horseradish in the sky on the basket, I will look at myself in the window -
in the mirror reflection, the muzzle is impudent, unwashed, unshaven...
Like a horse without oats, the nostrils swelled, the bridle was gnawed, the hoof kicked
Madness is similar to everyday life - to be at all times unforgettable...
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