Let's come up with a cocktail, but better, Sveta, twain!
Sveta Water Bearer Cocktail from thin slits of a day.
In it there will be cherries round, cold ice,
chocolate on the bottom - a stunned rhyme.
To shock is positive, like grief inside the day,
to wake up, raise an eyebrow: Oh my gosh!
As in Beethoven, where rhythm breaks a nail.
And through the planks - the gap - in other world!
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