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The poem always was for me the form of expression of feelings. In two-three stanzas finds room much – the overflowing emotions asking on will of thought, impetuous passion. Not having possibility to give vent to this all on a paper, for a long time would descend suma from an overabundance of feelings. And so – anything, it was possible to consult. Improbably it would be desirable, not spending, certainly, not deserved analogies to repeat thereupon Sergey Yesenin's words: «as to other autobiographical data, - they in my verses».

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Walk

Release to take a walk Soul,
See to it and listen,
As she sighs is sad,
As falls in love suddenly unintentionally.
As dosadna to the Shower Moscow,
As caress its words.
As it, so the charter in struggle,
Suddenly will return back – to you.

29.04.07.

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31.05.2007 21:08 Verse is dryish, in him is not felt not a soul, returns. A simple mere verbiage with rhyming. Excuse for sharpness, but the response here can be (in my opinion) only such.
Ksjusha Gunka (Gunja)


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