Fifth season -
time of your love
Whether autumn is bad weather ...
Summer whether - dry wind ...
Or winter - cold ...
Or spring - flowers ...
Fifth season -
these are not days, but you! ..
Latest stories of the author
On the green lawn little boy
catching up with each other, frolic with might and main, - "Short Course" and other ridiculous books
they are unknown ... and - boys, as in paradise,
at the winding river, forgetting everything -
oshalev from freedom - grab for ...
and, fooling around, laughing like little children, - the bell ...
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catching up with each other, frolic with might and main, - "Short Course" and other ridiculous books
they are unknown ... and - boys, as in paradise,
at the winding river, forgetting everything -
oshalev from freedom - grab for ...
and, fooling around, laughing like little children, - the bell ...
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The era of allegories is over -
friends are carried away by the wind of change ...
Anatoly married Yura ...
Volodya - cop ...
Valera is a businessman
and founder of two Associations,
or maybe Funds ...
hell will understand them,
when such a change of scenery
all over the country - living in America ...
Lover of our ...
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friends are carried away by the wind of change ...
Anatoly married Yura ...
Volodya - cop ...
Valera is a businessman
and founder of two Associations,
or maybe Funds ...
hell will understand them,
when such a change of scenery
all over the country - living in America ...
Lover of our ...
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a century at the end ... pull out - and again
I look at photos of friends ...
here is Tolik (smiles) ...
here is Vova ...
and here we are in Kabardinka, and Andrew
on the background of the sea - looking serene
(in Afghanistan, he will die in a year,
and it will be autumn, and Comrade Brezhnev
will look from the poster on the people
and I...
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I look at photos of friends ...
here is Tolik (smiles) ...
here is Vova ...
and here we are in Kabardinka, and Andrew
on the background of the sea - looking serene
(in Afghanistan, he will die in a year,
and it will be autumn, and Comrade Brezhnev
will look from the poster on the people
and I...
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autumn beaches are deserted and bare,
and it was fun here, laughter was heard ...
cold waves crash into moles,
and seagulls crying shrill about those
cheerful and young, left the sea -
returning to the troubles ridiculous country:
no Vova and Yura, Sergey and Toli, - the summer is over ... where are you guys ...
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and it was fun here, laughter was heard ...
cold waves crash into moles,
and seagulls crying shrill about those
cheerful and young, left the sea -
returning to the troubles ridiculous country:
no Vova and Yura, Sergey and Toli, - the summer is over ... where are you guys ...
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Stop -
I love you so much...
Shakespeare, 96th Sonnet
Leaving you
to come back again ...
Come in
to leave again ...
Here -
I did not have time to look back
and you're on the road again ...
And again I wonder: where are you?
And again
I do not sleep at night ...
a little smoldering fire cigarettes:
jealous, suffering, love ...
You are young ...
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I love you so much...
Shakespeare, 96th Sonnet
Leaving you
to come back again ...
Come in
to leave again ...
Here -
I did not have time to look back
and you're on the road again ...
And again I wonder: where are you?
And again
I do not sleep at night ...
a little smoldering fire cigarettes:
jealous, suffering, love ...
You are young ...
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