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Thank you my dear…Almost Familiar Strangers!
How every morning everyone wants two words to send me…
To me… To the one who used to confess in front of everyone…
This is my consolation… This is my reward…
A great invention… A loner… In his warm room…
The keyboard turns on… And takes me to infinity.
Who says today that the man was hypocritical and selfish.
Thank you my dears… I love you so much…
I look at your little pictures and want to remember them all…
I try to familiarize myself with the information modestly.
Don’t be mad… There’s no way I can answer everyone.
But with your help, with your help I still live and fight.
It’s wonderful… Inexplicable… That everyone found time
for me to forget his problems for a while…
And our time is like this now… Cynical and practical…
And each somehow saves himself alone and individually…
Thank you, my dears… Your gesture touched me to the point of pain!
How I want… But I don’t know how… And now let me help you…
I don’t know how to give you at least hope for tomorrow…
Is it with these dry words that I write every morning…
I don’t complain… I promise myself that I will live…
But that’s how it’s written to everyone… We’ll meet Her someday…
Me too… Not so far… It’s normal… Don’t be mad!
And cheerfully give me your like here instead of a flower!
December 22, 2017
6 o’clock 55 m in the morning
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