The war coming. I wan’t that here.
That’s your fire guns to carry our:
Ruin, shame and death or victory,
That seems inevitably together now.
Shoot, fire, live or dead…
Cartridges in this machines.
Songs in the mind short breaks.
About live about this.
And I thought else to that
They are where life is worthless.
But still we’ll bracken them
I'm just sure of it seriously...
And then what?
And then what?
october 2022 year.
The War coming
© Copyright: Александр Георгиевич Князев, 2022
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