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Insomnia opened the windows,

And, surrounding me by shimmering darkness,

Spins in night many various strange thoughts’ fibers,

But bypassing my mind by far ways.

Lulled by the gratuitous sadness,

I am fighting insomnia, when night fog settle will,

not hearing in forest, that not far is,

As the summer is crying on the winter wind…

February 2021