💖Touched
time quietly my eyes
I
did not notice when,
at
which moment,
Flying
youth border,
Touched
time quietly my eyes
And
the eyelids are a little clumsy like birds.
I
do not know which September
Let
it be a clear day,
let
it be gloomily gloomy,
I
began to see sharper and sharper
Through
the sadness of the everlasting squint.
I
did not notice from which pages
The
whole life that leaves inevitably,
I
began to hide in the recesses of eyelashes
To
my eyes the flow of tenderness.
I
do not know from which height
I
could see directly,
without
fortune-telling,
Who
really needs them
My
eyes are tired over the years.
Such
as they are:
with
their earthly maturity,
All-seeing,
sad more and more often
A
hundred thousand times wept,
A
hundred thousand times sparkled with happiness. ❤✨💕💖
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