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Jul 2020
Rain
witnessed a song and heaven opened in my chest,
in a fit of madness, I am lost
The deepest pit of ignorance or regret, did not find me.

For the world, the rain said, is the cry of
Laughter and hope of a child,
Wild desires for the beast
and the song he sang about a bird.

It was a kiss of a lover, who walked away
on his lips until he finds a suitable person,
caressing the pain that lured it,
and the ocean becomes a noose.

The lullaby, they say, is about angels that rock the cradle, but now it's a fire
tears from a lost dream
blood, from a melting heart.
H.хренников
n-khrennikov
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n-khrennikov  28/M/Russian
(28/M/Russian)   
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