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I make tin cans, I can count your Rybra

The first edge is the kernel of the lambda and inside the tunnel again someone screams that he was deceived

again stolen his face and wear all cities on the streets anything happened

as if you didn't have anything to do anything, but only swam and suffered, and I went out

Meet our shared humpback

The third edge is two stamps of the eighties,

I remember them, on one cosmonaut of Savin,

On the second jumping out the window of the dorm,

We did not accept the publicity of this silly flock

Now the boat is slightly swinging on the waves

and fog caresses eyes

This is the most wonderful summer ninety-seventh

while I was fish and knew how to draw all kinds of stones

still constantly thought that in the next yard there is a nest where spiders live

And they will ever catch me

The girl lost the ball and crying tells you all fools

You like a block of packages for garbage you caught boots

You never take me to play and run away if I go out

You are the most that there is stupid fools, and I grow up and cut the Hange

and choose yourself into my husbands of some kind of garbage

The seventh edge makes me remember something bright and kind

But I can not understand what exactly because all the names are in the address book in that phone booth

we have crossed out and then long laughed I sat her ice ice cream and spoiled on a pole

as if he was in that autumn evening some clear as if it could be imprinted on the heavenly arch

in the form of a visual example from the textbook which I took out of your backpack it was nineteen years ago

And from all the stops, I seemed to be reliable to be stronger. To stronger became faith and the facade was incubated.

at home in which at night to fall asleep is very difficult, but from the square, it is wonderful to hear how the soldiers minimize the step

I make tin cans, I can count your Rybra

From the edges of the cube in which the light penetrates through the curtains

You can add a great dispersion row

and still weld to us for sshprot dinner

and I was very happy to put these old shorts on you again

Through the kilotons of memes and the stub I hear how young hearts burn

and really want to give this country coal and put it on their feet

See how beautiful is engaged in the east dawn

and we float far-far in this old rotten boat