Sometimes i find myself
in sorrow
between the greens
in over path und blossom
Sun gets up into highs
in its blue velocity
No target , purpose , aim
for me
unfortunately !
They shouldn't see
how insect is hiding into grass
for its reason by
this season's
getting somewhat cold
( me-dying , перекрашиваюсь )
The sorrow's singing
over Forest
Rest to - Them
for deeers und Tigers
Cold wind frm North is blowing
Заносит
белая метель
Remaining sorrow
in mine brain
Incekt und Winter. Setun-Plaza
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