N - As Quickly!
T Tsira Gogeshvili
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The sun bites this morning over another.
The son has stopped before me,
He smiles with fine eyes so artfully,
And me asks without words: well as?
Oh, my teenager as your pale cheeks sparkle!
Oh, my God! ... He has shaved today first time!
The childhood has departed not hammered smile...
As quickly!
19.05.08.
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