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Not opened buds with a rosette
Abstraction -So gently and not forced
Made of metal and not only. Nano surgeon
Happy hours are not observed
Flowers are not a reason for sadness
The weather whispers, the rain is not a hindrance
Not to walk on a zebra but to fly
Human emotions are not alien to robots either
I don't know what you want me to do I don't know what I am
When will the hostess buy me a comb
Write music about me
The plane was shot down and on me, even if it will be good that the insky cobblestones feet