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Share with me the path.
With the changeable weather
Coincides somehow.
At slightly. Quite a bit.

But do not sacrifice for me
His personality and beliefs.
After the betrayal itself -
This is a fight superstition

Where the beginning and end
In the braid weave a fear that knowledge.
And the radiance of their crown
Overshadows the universe.

This is a battle to lose
Nothing is not worth it.
So why start,
If it all - empty? ..

You see, I'm going to trail,
For which no move.
Here's what happiness, what a disaster
Is called hypocrisy, and fashion.

Appreciate here ... probably a moment.
Yes, that moment, that fleeting
And sparkling. And great
In the impersonal springs.

But you ... You live by fate,
Painted on the leaves,
What brought the surf
From warmer climates - distant truths.

Fun game
Weave shawl of feelings.
Keen on a dream
And laugh - for the arts.

To share with me the path.
On the second or years.
Look at the world around them.
Smile to him. Well, what do you ...?