All these jerks and jerks,
What do you feel
In and around yourself, -
You have to pick them up,
And put it together,
While they have not disappeared,
And sculpting out of them is something like a sculpture,
What could resist
The onslaught of time.
Eugene Gilvík
Our world
This is a song contest
Without a jury
And with a single award -
Joy, because you sing.
Eugene Gilvík
by Brutsky Nathan paintings for sale
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