Your husband is a malachite
Иван Аркадьевич Матвеев
Your husband is a malachite,
But something is still good,
But he's your schoolmate
You played with him in youth,
Then to tourist engineers,
Then into an aging ecstasy
And finally-in pensioners…
That light wouldn't go out any longer…
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Иван Аркадьевич Матвеев
, 2020
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