HELEN ALMAZOVA

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My poems

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Where does it go?…
Washing the bones
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    3 months ago

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    Если у тебя не выйдет с ним, я к тому времени заработаю кучу денег и заберу тебя в кругосветку. Будем изучать мир и познавать себя ))) ... See MoreSee Less
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    It happens... You hate the Void
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    That's because it happens ... You hate the Void. You avoid her. Fill with something or someone. You wave it off. You close the curtains so Her breath won't enter your house. You complain about...

    With you we were brothers
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    you and I were brothers we were tempered harder than steel we are like wounded memes knocked silently into the void we were just palpable slowly growing roots but did not become halv...

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