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В краю невыпавших дождей
В краю невыпавших дождей
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Там, где сны растворились в тумане
всех непонятых наших идей,
завлекая соблазнами, манит
край невыпавших летних дождей.
Всё пройдет или смоется Летой,
растворится, развеется в прах.
Где-то в небе, в ночи над планетой
первобытный расстелится страх.
И гонимые жаждой познанья,
любопытством и верой в успех.
Мы друг - другу подарим изгнанье,
первобытный копируя грех.
Мы уйдем по умытой росою
непокорной зеленой траве,
чуть примятой ногою босою,
своей собственной тени правей.
А рассвет - пощекочет нам спины,
подгоняя за тем, что мы ждём.
Шаг, мгновенье, взмах крыльев... и сгинем
мы под летним безумным дождём.
More about creation background and etc ...
8 окт. 1997 г.
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В краю невыпавших дождейМиша Мазель
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Пристов Михаил
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Пристов Михаил
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Пристов Михаил
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