No now. I'm like everybody!
Much pain. Such
bitter seed.
Who cares for cue?
Am I loved you?
Not no. You are.
Star.
No skies
never ever well.
Laughter sounds still.
Ноне я, как все.
Много муки!
Горький сев.
Кому кий
Люб и приятен?
Любим ли я? — ты?
Да.
— Звезда.
Нет
Неб
И не будет.
Смех молчание будит.
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