I’m lightmaker of the plot.
and part of dark noise.
It’s beam to here, a spotlight to there.
Need to covering that a trash in corner,
It making a blinking in reflect.
On the place is nobody, but
my tagert blot of light make creating 'em there
By its within bulk of wide
For watching play of shadows.
they will be think about are independent other from another.
but each part of noise hasn't some border.
until and as long as it not drawed it around a area and naming.
“..I tell this till I took him as ordinary person,
But I don’t knew he are part of goat.”
it's unplace here but
Thx for approve, it’s in the slur of light now.
It’s a hash poem I swear.
It’s we aren’t such like a this but the world is such.
It’s a low atmosphere pressing just,
A rain will be soon.
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© Copyright: Елена Гаврилова 7, 2026
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