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Говори, человек, говори, даже шепотом, чуть заикаясь.
Нерешительно свечка горит, и зарницы всё чаще сверкают.
Тонкий тюль, обрамляющий даль, уловил ветерка приближенье.
Тот уже облака раскидал и в сирень начинает снижение.
Говори, ну чего же ты ждёшь? Замолчал в ожиданьи раскатов?
Посмотри до чего же хорош хаос веток, играя стаккато
по распахнутым створкам окон… Распахни свою душу навстречу.
Дня вдали догорает огонь. Ожиданье становится речью.
Говори, и не думай беречь ни печалей, ни детского страха.
Чьи-то руки касаются плеч и дурманит бушующий запах.
Это просто весна и сирень? Это вспышки в ночи в отдаленьи?
Твоё слово ещё не рефрен… Говори!… Слово рвётся из плена.
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