"Минають дні, минають ночі"
Честер Фінч
Минають дні, минають ночі. Твій погляд в серці збережу. І ріки смутку у неволі, я в довгий ящик відкладу.. Краса твоя, мене плекає, лікує рани у пітьмі. І вітер тихо прошепоче: "Себе для неї, збережи" І ці фіалки на вікні, і кіт нявчить в кімнаті. І посмішка її, чарівної краси. Так полонить цю душу, що вмирає.. Цей "Колізей думок" у мить затихне. Не буде більше, цієї боротьби! Я так себе роками, не любив.. Що вже забув.. Як жити на Землі.. Та ти мене, до тями привела. Всі дні мої щасливими були! Коли з тобою, час проводили разом. Тоді я жив.. Тоді я справді жив..
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