Demirina reads poetry. Say goodbye, strangers! Give away the gifts, And finally fix the bedlam of sheets, Stop pecking at the pigeons in the arch: It won't happen with each other to walk down the aisle! The ropes of untwisted Fates are frayed, The slings are cut, and everyday life has nothing to do with it, You are just good, kind people, Those who talk about nothing day after day... It only seems that the ownerless are stupid: Loneliness comes into force in two, But imagine the scale, where groups and groups Not in the ear, but in the overall doorway! Say goodbye, strangers! You will feel warmer Not from beer and vodka on a chilled chest, Not from the whisper of fairy-tale dreams from Morpheus, Not from a body that has somehow gone limp in you... Demirina leest poëzie. Zeg vaarwel, vreemden! Geef cadeaus weg Ja, vul eindelijk het bedlam op,
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