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Боль кружится осенним листом
и на землю не может спуститься
Я хотел бы годков через сто
в этом месте опять очутиться
Я хотел бы увидеть тебя
первозданной, такой как придумал.
Ветер волосы мне теребя,
усмехаясь, как в юности, дунул
прямо в ухо: точь-в-точь словно ты,
пробуждая от глупых мечтаний.
Жёлтых писем сгорают мосты,
оставляя слова «не чета мне».
Может это всё не про меня?
Дунуть не кому. Мысли на страже.
Листья, в небе зависнув, манят,
словно некто незримый куражит.
Ощущенье – я сплю наяву
сотню лет, а быть может и более.
Я иду, лбом сбиваю листву
и… не чувствую грусти и боли.
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