what I love
Fyodorov Sergey Fyodorovich
In general, we all get used to
Holding on to the mother's hem...
Can't break away from the warmth and tenderness...
And we cry sullenly for a reason
When someone leaves us...
Of course, life is a whirlpool...
And it's up to us to
Save the splashes of happiness...
Close my eyes
To the cold autumn glass
I'll press my open mouth...
At least this way...
I'll kiss
What I love...
And I remember...
The whirlpool of events is a whirlpool...
what I love
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