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The God. It is too much
Even for gentle thought about him.
The God. Maybe this word is road
Where the step-words grow as dream.
May be it is the sign about the beginning
That settled in the light valley of dreams.
I know the God is great silence
Of wonder that turns autumn into spring. В (СЃ)Leonid Shimko http://moy-bereg.ru/leonid-shimko-poeziya/bog.html
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