Igor Lazunin. (№ 421568)

While inspiration is asleep,
And the whistle flows out of the warm throat,
I'll drink alcohol from the lines of poetry,
And in the faces of the stanza will be dry and naked.
№ 421568   Added MegaMozg 28-06-2021 / 13:21

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