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Дождь, хлещущий в лицо, не может докричаться.
Стекают фонари и бесконечна ночь.
Смыкается кольцо и лодки спешно чалятся,
и некому тебе в той темноте помочь.
Дождь не стихает, темп меняя то и дело,
и кажется порой, что рядом кто-то есть.
Его протяжный тембр, как нить из… запредела.
И слышится второй. Их речь нельзя «прочесть».
О чём они строчат по нашим мокрым спинам?
Хотят нас напугать? Предостеречь? Спасти?
Край ночи непочат. Дождь учит быть терпимым.
Едва заметна гать, где кончился настил.
Но почему-то нам не страшно этой ночью.
Два голоса среди тьмы зовут наперебой.
Гуляют по волнам, рыдают и хохочут.
И незаметно мы становимся собой.
More about creation background and etc ...
28 сент. 2021 г.
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