Tоday

I forgot in the morning under my foot on the ice and I forgot the handkerchief under the snot in the pocket of my sertyuk

Forgotten worries and momentary worries

I will harness the donkey to the slopes to the sartir in the apartment for a long time, knocking down sneakers on slippery parquet ice

I drag along the thorn creaking
polnyami under the Rozhstdetsvo

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