Frozen It Is Soul
T Tsira Gogeshvili
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Who spoke that, they are stars...
Who has invented it?
The same splinters heart-broken! .
With inertia flickers which...
Who has told that this whistle winds...
It is a ring tears and sobbings...
Who spoke that, to see a cloud...
Frozen it is soul...
Is not nobody can't predict...
Where will meet to the second cloud...
What, together to mourn the lost flowers...
6.01.09
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