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Белая цапля

Неслышное дыхание

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Совпаденья? 

              То, чего, возможно, нету?..

                                               Совпаденья?

Всё, что нас терзает, гложет,

                                        подгоняет?..

Не надейся, поддаваясь дребедени

этих чистых пятен цвета.

                                   Я – вменяем.


Не узнает...

             Нет, никто и никогда на целом свете.

Если только солнце, звёзды, ветер, лая...

Только верить

                   остается на планете,

на которой 

               совпадений

                              не бывает.


Что такое?

            Не похоже?.. Я ли это?

Вроде я... (ведь сомневаюсь, но уверен).

Только слово - тихим пульсом в амулете.

Может, риск. Хотя,.. скорее – лотерея.


Скоро утро. Я рукой стираю капли.

Дождь прошёл. Земля чиста. Свежо дыханье.

Ожиданье промелькнуло белой цаплей. 

Совпаденье? 

              Плеск воды опять стихает…

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Белая цапляМиша Мазель
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