it's a song without title
a song without word
a song without sound
...

the time of forgiveness
is now and here

pity for the blue
...

the clown with red nose
the clown with green ears
the clown with yellow cheeks
the clown with webbed feet
...

She said severely:
“God have said: the soup must be warm! ”
It was a Gazpacho, a cold soup to a warm evening.
I have mixed tomatos, cucumbers,
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we are not porcupines
said the dummy rabbit
we are not porcupines
said the dummy dog
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