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Жизнь – картинка: рисунок ветвей и травы, 

результат прикасания ласковых рук.

Ты зачем мне надеждой печаль отравил?

Ты зачем мне внушил, что я истинный друг?

Я – лицо под вуалью за тюлем дождя.

Я жива и реальна… Да, я – не твоя.

Ты идёшь, изменений в рисунки дождясь,

очень тихо скрипучую дверь отворя.

Что за дверью? Художник не знает ответ.

Он застыл с тонкой кистью и смотрит сквозь рой.

А возможностей мало. Допустим – их две.

Два банальных глагола: «открой» и «закрой».

И на данный момент существует лишь скрип.

Двери скрип или скрип по бумаге пера.

Ты вошел и молчишь, может, ждать ты охрип?

… Рой секунд оседает глаголом «пора».

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27 июн. 2020 г.

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Пора роения секундМиша Мазель
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