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Над планетой зеленой

красный листик кружил.

Я, как раньше, влюбленный

выводил “не тужи”

тем, кто, тихо сличая,

вдруг поверит речам...

красной точкой качаясь,

наподобие мяча.


Я, как листик, мотаюсь

вдоль зелёной травы.

Я как будто стараюсь

доказать, что правы,

и влюблённые пары,

и искатели дна...

Только явно недаром

суть на свете одна.


Листик сдунуло ветром.

Я остался один.

Тихой музыкой ретро

вновь звучит впереди.

И, похоже, я знаю

(в заблуждениях – суть)

почему мы летаем,

собирая росу.

More about creation background and etc ...

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