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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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Eagerness

I’m not eager to leave you,
Not anxious to hate you,
Not willing to false you,
B’t want to be free.
You’re eager to blame me
And anxious t’enslave me
And willing to rape me.
Who wins? Let us see.

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28.12.2007 20:19 Mda, funny, some things remain actual without dependence from time and concrete persons...
Misha


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