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When discouraged from worries
And it does not make sense of something to dream,
It takes a long time apart from the sadness,
When I sit down to read your letters.

And the memory of pushed back into my house,
And for a little while, but it will be spring.
And my heart asleep, wincing clogged.
And your hands warm the lines of the letter.

Your Letters - a quiet haven,
Where separation of tears and run away ...
White envelope like a sail, takes
In the distant streaks of gray wasted years.

On the white pages of all life floats,
Drawing forgot me your portrait.
And it seems to me that there are no miracles,
When a letter from you for a long time there.

Years fly around like autumn leaves,
Colored blanket lying on the memory.
And with every life Read page
More and more I like to read your letters.

Your Letters - a quiet haven,
Where separation of tears and run away ...
White envelope like a sail, takes
In the distant streaks of gray wasted years.

Only a few years now I think
They are fleeing in a white envelope,
A thin thread of light a candle,
As the torch from where we no longer have.

Your Letters - a quiet haven,
Where separation of tears and run away ...
White envelope like a sail, takes
In the distant streaks of gray wasted years.

Your Letters, fragile miracle ...