Hunting when there is love...
Fyodorov Sergey Fyodorovich
Rifm swamp thicket
Twigs ...
In a warm house
Your own
Hunting ...
Hunting when
There is love ...
The meaning is not in the drumbeat
The meaning is in the happiness
Of two ...
And what can you do alone
With a knock ?
It's always the same ...
Piteously ...
- Uncle !
- Let me in
- Me !
... many kind uncles ...
And you're proud
- I have poems
... about love ...
... yes, a ...
Hunting when there is love...
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