Markelov Vladimir Biography

Night closes doors forever
Night cures my soul as a medicine
In Night should’nt be doubted ever
Night sense increases to everything
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The wood seems to be tired.
Preparation of all alive to the lingering somnambulist.
Disturbing feelings of forthcoming separation, loss.
The last elaborate trees apparel in yellow-orange-purple colors.
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Desert all in blossom in September - -
I‘ll not meet with marvel face to face.
I shall pass out, reeling from the bounties
Of burnt, dry, and penetrating faith.
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I’m very, very tired:
Helped the Moon to eat the Light.
First we bit it,
Soon completed,
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BIRTH … … … … … … …open your eyes - beside the mum.
The CHILDHOOD … … …you loved, surrounded by care.
ADOLESCENCE … … … you loved, you love.
YOUTH … … … … … … dad catch the meaning at once.
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