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threshold!

Only a shadow of peace seeks in him ...

Light, save me from the shadow that follows me on my heels even on the brightest days.

Uncle Pal thought for a long time,
And, wearing a hat on the back,
He said, "The devil himself sent me a wife,
She follows me like a shadow.
To which I have her,
Grumbling wife?
She-she, I'll drive her away!..
So in anger said
Our uncle Pal.
And I did the word exactly..

I dreamed so simply and joyfully:
you stood alone on the porch
and with his hand from the dawn she shielded,
and the dawn is on your face.
Fell easily and rosy
a beam on the dress and a shadow on the threshold,
and in the garden every leaf is radiant
smiled like a little god.
You looked, my dream,
into the depth of the blue alley,
and through foliage reflection
trembled on your neck.
I don't know what all this means.
why did I wake up in tears...
Someone in the heart laughs and cries,
and you stand in the sun in the doorway.

Today.

Laia, you know, when you're around, I feel like that's the right thing to do. That this is the real me. That I remembered myself. And everything that was before - some stupid misunderstanding. As if the bird suddenly forgot for some reason that he can fly, and walked for a long time. And then I remembered, flew and was very surprised how I could still live without flying. So from our meeting I am still surprised how I used to live, not remembering myself. Not knowing you. He walked like a fool on foot, with wings behind him... That's just... Along with the feeling of wings came another. Fear of losing you. He follows me like a shadow. And today's nightmare was about that, too. I had never been seriously afraid of anything before. Here's the truth. But now the thought that something could happen to you is driving me crazy. Forgive me. I don't know where that comes from. And I don't want it to affect you or oblige you to do anything. But please be careful. Promise that you will...

Shadow of the Luciferian wing).

I think great things are coming for you and for me. Remember, in my veins there is half Eastern blood, and we, the children of the East, feel the shadow of the future before it imposes its hand on us and becomes real.

The shadow of the cemetery fence is getting closer,
Departure of the last earthly day.
To live, dying, - bitterly there is no destiny:
A new day is rushing my dream,
But every day my body is getting old...
And every moment - a gravestone
Over someone who has already reached the limit -
He tells me that life is perishable and vain.

As the shadow of the last, eternal separation falls on all partings, so the empty rooms, having lost their inhabitants, sadly whisper about how your and my room will inevitably one day be.

About irrevocable peace.

When alone with himself
I curse every day, -
Now passes in front of me
Your debunked shadow...

In a dream, people ceased to control themselves, and all the blows inflicted by life seemed to appear on the faces of these unfortunates. People could not hide it, they were asleep. It seemed that death had cast its shadow on them and, like a burglar with a secret flashlight, wielded among the sleeping people, making its way through their faces ...