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Are we mistaken?
Is the world loopy?
We snore… And we purr…
In warmth and in chilly…
We’re scratching the floor
from daybreak to nightfall…
We’re ready on the station
subsequent practice…
Subsequent authorities…
Right here… Till spring…
And when it comes to compatibility…
And with a finger in his mouth.
Day after day they drag on…
It looks as if hour after hour…
Why do I really feel like crying…
And I chortle out loud.
Howdy! The telephones!
Good grandmothers
thrown over the balconies
“white” cash.
Black, uncut –
for one coma –
ravenous gypsies…
they’re “wanting” for a deputy.
Poor Bulgaria!
Good luck rub
within the loopy lottery
the clean ticket.
Brothers…Adverts…
Subsequent sequence…
Who tricked us?
Hey Supreme!
Hey Go…Carried out!
Bulgarian youth…
Begin once more…
Properly… If you wish to…
You are not cool with Toz…
Cease!..And Create One other!
Rise up!
“Pricey Motherland,
you’re heaven on earth…”
November 29 5.56 am
#really feel #crying
