Greetings, traveler,
Welcome to the diary!
I`m writing here,
You are my star.
And,
Here living,
Breathing oxygen.
When I start a artisan,
Then I use the hapten.
You can swallow my breathing,
My ashes of unfulfilled hopes.
Feel it, don't remember the suffering,
Overcome already, but your horoscope.
In the end, I remember that attention,
My path, is sufficiently ignorant.
A long, unbearable wait,
Removes from us all many fashion.
21.11.2025
Greetings, traveler!
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