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You walked smoothly, as if you were falling asleep,
The transparent hand held a steel chain,
And the evening, like a dog, limping behind you,
Shards of bright stars held over his head.
Your milky peignoir on the thighs waved,
And the city went down in silence.
In your breath wanted to forget everything,
AND...
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The transparent hand held a steel chain,
And the evening, like a dog, limping behind you,
Shards of bright stars held over his head.
Your milky peignoir on the thighs waved,
And the city went down in silence.
In your breath wanted to forget everything,
AND...
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The soldier has the day off, buttons - in a row!
In the right ear, two gold rings are burning ...
The sentries at the post wave a pen after
At the gate, a 20-year-old grandfather wiped away a tear,
sentimental "grandfather."
There is a soldier in the city, on an unfamiliar street,
Smiles oncoming boys the whole street is full!
Do not be offended ...
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In the right ear, two gold rings are burning ...
The sentries at the post wave a pen after
At the gate, a 20-year-old grandfather wiped away a tear,
sentimental "grandfather."
There is a soldier in the city, on an unfamiliar street,
Smiles oncoming boys the whole street is full!
Do not be offended ...
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X # y p # here admitted bitterly ...
I am unstable,
If I were a bit more up to date,
You # b and day and night.
And since I'm boneless,
I go only for an hour,
To catch a bit later
Chat with w # sing.
If you need more in your mouth,
That is then in time trouble.
A hundred times in you ...
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I am unstable,
If I were a bit more up to date,
You # b and day and night.
And since I'm boneless,
I go only for an hour,
To catch a bit later
Chat with w # sing.
If you need more in your mouth,
That is then in time trouble.
A hundred times in you ...
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Soul rest ...
Yes, the creaking of the pen in the empty wilderness;
Neither voltage nor anxiety
I tried, alas, could not
While writing a pamphlet,
Which makes no sense ...
And yet in this headless
It makes sense: not in the text, and the neighborhood -
Leave no vacancies
For critics, that in ...
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Yes, the creaking of the pen in the empty wilderness;
Neither voltage nor anxiety
I tried, alas, could not
While writing a pamphlet,
Which makes no sense ...
And yet in this headless
It makes sense: not in the text, and the neighborhood -
Leave no vacancies
For critics, that in ...
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My millenochek is not stupid -
I dressed in a sheepskin coat
He rolled to the wall -
Long persuaded.
My darling all day
Holding me by the belt
And in the evening lets
And for the breast drags.
My milionok is very rude
I grabbed my fur coat yesterday,
Quickly raised, lowered
And I planted my stake.
My...
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I dressed in a sheepskin coat
He rolled to the wall -
Long persuaded.
My darling all day
Holding me by the belt
And in the evening lets
And for the breast drags.
My milionok is very rude
I grabbed my fur coat yesterday,
Quickly raised, lowered
And I planted my stake.
My...
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A candle is burning inside you
And the wax drops are hot
Flow down sweet tear
On the lips ... just do not scream
Blouse edge raised to the top
And the bra, strapped from the chest
Opened a fabulous expanse
Where my two hands wander
Pants down to his knees
Opening curly tubercle
Madly paw ...
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And the wax drops are hot
Flow down sweet tear
On the lips ... just do not scream
Blouse edge raised to the top
And the bra, strapped from the chest
Opened a fabulous expanse
Where my two hands wander
Pants down to his knees
Opening curly tubercle
Madly paw ...
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A girl in a white veil walks through the halls of the palace,
A quivering glance rushing at the beauty of the tile.
Maybe looking pictures, or came on business?
What is impatiently nervous, looking for it in the corners?
I rushed into the dark hall, went out after five minutes.
Just the girl was looking for where it is more convenient ...
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A quivering glance rushing at the beauty of the tile.
Maybe looking pictures, or came on business?
What is impatiently nervous, looking for it in the corners?
I rushed into the dark hall, went out after five minutes.
Just the girl was looking for where it is more convenient ...
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