Ho the Night is mute, as a disembodied spirit the Warm air is numb. But like a fleeting the Bell rang. is this that prevents the Distant forest dream And, shaking, accumulates the silence of the night? Or this one, barely noticeable In the garden and my day, Wskazany, multi-colored, On the stamen under the window? Afanasy FET #poetry
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nettaly
2020-03-17 14:55
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FET - just crogenic words Thank you for your poems
Kbcrf
2020-03-17 16:39
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On health!
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