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С​в​е​т о​т​с​у​т​с​т​в​и​я

from Н​о​р​м​а​л​ь​н​ы​й ч​е​л​о​в​е​к by Vuara

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Увлечённый в сладость забвения,
как рыхлая форма тупого ножа,
я не оставлю шрамов на времени
бликом своих пустых глаз.
Не имея себя, желаний и прочего,
выдуманный вне всего.
Я вижу один лишь свет-свет ничего.
В холоде рук не найду уюта,
как и в холоде тёплых слов,
что сеют отравленных хлеб
в самый голодный год.
Окровавив веки светом рождения,
я разделю эту тропу
с каждым бликом света принуждения.
И всё разглядев

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Light of absence

Passionated into the sweetness of oblivion, like a loose form of a blunt knife.
I will not leave scars in time with the glare of my empty eyes.
Having no self, desires, and other things, made-up outside of everything.
I see the only light - the light of nothing.

I will not find comfort in the cold of hands, as well as in the cold of warm words,
that are sowing poisoned wheat in the hungriest year.

After bloodied the eyelids with the light of birth.
I will share this path with every glare of the light of compulsion.
And having looked at everything.

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from Н​о​р​м​а​л​ь​н​ы​й ч​е​л​о​в​е​к, released October 28, 2022

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Vuara Petrozavodsk, Russia

A clot of dark and chaotic sound straight from the belly of Karelian swamps, escaping from the throat with a cry of socio-political longing.

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