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I seethe in flame
In thistles' orchards,
My lights so burn,
Their struggle off orbits.
My views has been found out
Right from lotus,
With you i never cry,
Don't trying to shape this focus.
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адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=704765
Рубрика: Пейзажная лирика
дата надходження 04.12.2016
автор: Франкизима