February

have not drunk wine, even lull a snowstorm, and the window is still dark,
and we are still in a postelipodushku divide in half blanket divide too ...
-prosypayas and in the morning, I still sweet muzhelozhutebya a roundup,
and we both love breathe ...
but all the more clearly I see -in a series of happy days, how do you go away from me ...
I hold you dare:
in the absolute category polnotynet "fully".
12/2/96
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