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Small note on the road Which I have just found What do you want to say ? «Excuse me, you are late» Who’s gently iron writing Destroying someone’s wish And where your receiver? And why I am writing this? I know about writer I know to whom was oath I know how he was loving For you his only breath But you ? You think just money Can bring you happy life You wrote him note on paper It was your last caprice He stayed for while and cried He punished himself He killed himself to stop him From taking his revenge This small reminding paper Was penalty for him You wrote to him this message Just to recieve the same

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