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The Little Song About The Foot

1961

Don't blame the foot, homeless,
for so illogical sometimes it is:
we go away always,
when over the earth are rampaging the springs.
And with steps unsteady -
the ladder is thinness…
there's no a chance…
And just pussy-willows
are looking, like sisters in white, after us.
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