A Brown Shell
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I was grabbed by man's passion,
I've been chased every night.
Flows American-Russian
made our cells unite,
But then I felt such gravity -
as clothed in a brown shell.
untransparently, ardently,
all my saint light was dispelled,
I was clothed by thin brown cover -
second skin, like in Edem,
probably that's what was granted
for sin to Adam end Eva.
Oh I don't like this heaviness,
I love airy flight,
light as a feather, transparent.
God, forgive and purify!
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