Sad Mother
Sleep, sleep, my beloved,  without worry, without fear,  although my soul does not sleep,  although I do not rest.  Sleep, sleep, and in the night  may your whispers be softer  than a leaf of grass,  or the silken fleece of lambs.  May my flesh slumber in you,  my worry, my trembling.  In you, may my eyes close  and my heart sleep.
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Kefas Achi
Love it
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Enki En
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А море сліз вже висохло давно. Давно забуті фото й переписки. Я живу неначе у кіно, І це кіно трагедія, не більше.
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