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Анна Шустерман: литературный дневник

If there were no calendar,
REFLECTED less....


SPONTANEOUSLY enjoyed, a moment,
Knowing it won't disappear!


If there were no calendar,
Would be born again and again....


And with more EMPATHY,
In a new body, I'd be born!



Ax, calendar, calendar!
It's all FRUSTRATION!


You have fewer and fewer leaves... I'm about to go into prostration....


But, in the CATARSIS of feelings, I'll enjoy
a moment!


Calendar!!!


You won't spoil my life,
with your calculation!




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