Ні з ким
Антон Шаталов
Мені здає, шо я усе в собі Ховаю надокучливо болюче, Про тебе сонце небо і зірки, Про тебе найтривожніше палюче ні з ким не говорив. Можливо мову сю веду авжеж не я, А спирт в крові, В туманності життя? Але, як сховано усе у глибині, То все ж таки, то я кажу, тож ні, Не хочу я миритися з прощанням, Я почекаю віяння чиїсь, Можливо ти мене не покохаєш, А я піду із пам'яті твоїй!?...
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Lara Rein
Чудовий вірш!
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Антон Шаталов
@Lara Rein дяка!
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