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Состояние моей души -
Это странность в суженных зрачках,
Отраженный свет упавшей звезды,
Вкус безмолвья на губах.
Крылья расправляю и в потоке дней
Их ломаю о безумство мыслей.
Падая на острия камней
Возрождаюсь, зачарованная высью.
23.11.2001.
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