Хто я ?
Чому вважаю я себе чудною? Чому бажаю так багато щастя? Чому стою, саме перед горою? Чому не люблю "та не парся"? Чому я перед, а не за стіною? Чому ж вартує, о те щастя? Чому багато цих питань зі мною? Чому я сумніваюсь всьому? Надто сильно все це тисне Надто боляче тривожить, Тільки боком все корисне Ну із часом все проходить. Наскільки ця добра людина Може в серці буть скотиной? А наскільки ця скотина Може бути в серці милой? Ось ти спробуй відшукати Відповідь на це питання Бо ж не просто пояснити, Звідки сутність, ця, остання. Ми не знаємо, які ми Ми не думаєм про це Проте, згадуєм такими Якими у душі не є.
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