С Днем Рождения Александр aka <sanek> aka PyDbIK
С Днем Рождения Александр aka <sanek> aka PyDbIK
Саня, поздравляю тебя, счастья, здоровья.
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РаСтИ БалШоЙ !!!! Ни БуДь ЛаПшоЙ !!!
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Шли двое через пустоту, сбивая души о дорогу, несли в двоем одну мечту, надежду и тревогу. Стучало сердце у виска, а злость и нежность-в горле комом. Шли двое плюс тоска по переулкам незнакомым. По перекрестку умных фраз, по бездорожью пыльных буден, пообещав-в который раз-не верить ни богам, ни людям, и в вечность серую глядя-палитра замкнутого круга, бежали двое от себя любя мучительно друг друга.