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Time of longing

Oleh Miuller

You're unavailable online again But I still feel your love. I asked hundreds of times: “Let me go!” And I didn’t believe that it would help.

I wander blindly from fatigue, The days are like years of separation. And I look out the window very often And I call, stretching out my hands to you.

You know? Your photo is on the bank! Very dear to my heart! I'm sorry, I can't do it any other way - At least you are constantly with me...

Between us is a space of melancholy It sprouts with faceless sadness. Silvering the life of whiskey And the weather gets wild.

I don't want anything. Emptiness... I am already lost in it irrevocably. There is no happiness. And the beauty of love... I haven’t understood this for a long time.

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