Neighbourhoods were always full of monstrosities.
Yellow pipes under the grey sky - enthusiastic introduction to a new poem.
Asked My Soul 'bout the Yildiz of a Nine Rays; but of course, Soul gave no simple answer!
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За окном парень в большего, чем размах крыльев собственных, размера свитере пытается расколотить яичную скорлупу. "Будет ли хлеб сегодн...
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..but the Man who slept too long faces West in Lotus. Liberté, égalité, frat ern ité among the trees in winter. A bag of clothes instead of...
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