Book: Third call
Pour a glass for us.
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MegaMozg 13-10-2020 / 16:18
Our nerves are not rubber,
And brains are not paraffin.
So, it follows, Regina,
Sometimes the decanter is thawed.
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MegaMozg 13-10-2020 / 16:15
Now Misha, at leisure
Show that he has not weakened.
And let them be,
Get yourself two women.
To caress you both,
You're tickling their nerves.
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MegaMozg 13-10-2020 / 16:12
The one that does not exist today.
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MegaMozg 13-10-2020 / 16:09
Let the poem suffer!
Let me step it out! Later
Like a shaken plant,
I'm going to rustle the leaf.
I'll be a master only tomorrow,
And only tomorrow I will understand,
What happiness has fallen
Fool, jester, god knows whom.
The Great Tale of the College
Whispering, groping for sound,
Whisper, trembling with amaise
And tears licking from his lips.
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MegaMozg 13-10-2020 / 16:06
In a fit of prophetic labor.
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MegaMozg 13-10-2020 / 16:00
Two quantities ...
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MegaMozg 12-10-2020 / 19:39
... I went into the distance, I was sad,
Love passed, wine left.
And I thought about art:
Is it really necessary?
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MegaMozg 12-10-2020 / 19:36
I don't have them. And everything is allowed.
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MegaMozg 12-10-2020 / 19:33