A typical black monday
A typical black monday.
A fuss of boring working afternoon.
Moscow, unfortunately, is not London.
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The short lunch time
is as sour as green lime.
I want to be funny
and joyful bright sunny...
But my aging professional mind
suddenly to be completely blind
no longer sees the gentle sun,
but still sees the sadly and madly moon.
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I'm sick of this stupid life.
I need to choose what to drive...
on new Hyundai
or old Honda...
And need grab your black loaded gun.
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My daily life is like stale bread...
Isn't it better to go breathless dead
than to remain office smile bunny?
Written after Midnight; Wednesday; May 24th, 2023
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