About it

About that - about it?
In this topic,
and personal
and small,
Perepetui times
and five,
I circled poetic squirrel
and I want to circle again.
This theme
now
and the prayer of the Buddha
and a Negro in the owners Vostro knife.
If Mars,
and on it at least one serdtselyudy,
it on
now
creaks
about the same.
This theme will,
cripple the elbows
push the paper,
prikazhet:
- Škreb! —
And crippled
with paper
breaks in klokote,
Only place in the sun dazzled song.
This theme will,
pozvonѝtsya with kitchen,
turn,
perish shapchonkoy mushroom,
and giant
postoit seconds
and collapse,
by burying themselves zapisochnoy ripples.
This theme will,
prikazhet:
- Truth! —
This theme will,
commands:
- Beauty! —
And let
brush bar raskisteny -
just waltz under his breath murlychesh with cross.
This topic touches ABC takeoff -
so what used, it seemed, clear book! —
and becomes
- BUT -
unavailable Kazbek.
to stir up,
draw it out of bread and sleep.
This theme will,
shall never wear out,
just tell:
- From now on, look at me! —
And looking at her,
and go-bearer,
krasnoshelky fire on the banner of the earth.
This is a tricky topic!
Dive under events,
in the recesses of instinct ready to pounce,
and as if the raging
- dare to forget it! —
zatryaset;
sprinkling of the soul from the skins.
This topic was declared me angry,
ordered:
- Post
bit days! —
I looked, Scriven, in my daily
and the storm has scattered people and things.
This topic has come,
others Otterlo
and one
undivided became close.
This topic knife coming right up to the throat.
striker!
From the heart to the temples.
This theme day Your system, in darkness
Baste - told - lines foreheads.
Имя
this
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I. The Ballad of Reading Gaol
About ballad and ballads

Not young lad very ballads,
but if the words hurt
and the words say about that, that hurt,
younger and harmony ballads.
Lubyansky travel.
Vodopianov.
View
here.
here
background.
In bed, she.
it is.
is he.
On the desk phone.
"He" and "she" was a ballad my.
Not terribly new I.
Terrifying to,
that "he" - that I,
and that, that "she" -
my.
At what prison?
Christmas.
mess.
Without gratings windows house!
It does not concern you.
I say - prison.
Table.
Straw on the table.

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