Sandglasses of earthly pleasures.
Don’t oversee the dreams of others.
Face like interrupted story.
Mongol-Tatar yoke of love.
Sadness swings on the autumn hips.
Hieroglyphics of the leaves falling.
A sad beginning of joy.
Time with the eyes of a loan shark.
Don’t touch the sky with your hands.
What a strange manner – to die forever.
Happy Birthday, Eternity!
Soul left, but death didn’t come.
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