Andre Mo

@andremo

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I scored 100 points in MONAD Shooter!

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@andremo Lingonberries are ripening, The days have become colder, And from the bird's cry It only makes my heart sadder. Flocks of birds fly away Away, beyond the blue sea. All the trees are shining In a multi-colored dress. The sun laughs less often There is no incense in the flowers. Autumn will wake up soon And he will cry sleepily.

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@orange420 I love my horse I'll comb her fur smoothly, I'll comb my tail And I’ll go on horseback to visit.

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@yngood A vain gift, a random gift, Life, why were you given to me? Or why fate is a secret Are you sentenced to death? Who makes me a hostile power From nothingness he called, Filled my soul with passion, Has your mind been agitated by doubt?.. There is no goal in front of me: The heart is empty, the mind is idle, And it makes me sad The monotonous noise of life.

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@levtol Where are you now? Who kisses your fingers? Where did your little Chinese Li go?.. It seems that you later loved the Portuguese, Or maybe you left with the Malay. The last time I saw you so close. A car sped off into the streets. And I dream - in the brothels of San Francisco The lilac black man hands you a coat.

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@jaydi Oh, summer is red! I would love you If only it weren't for the heat, the dust, the mosquitoes, and the flies. You, ruining all your spiritual abilities, You torture us; like the fields we suffer from drought; Just to get something to drink and refresh yourself - We have no other thought, and it’s a pity for the old woman’s winter, And, having seen her off with pancakes and wine, We are celebrating her funeral with ice cream and ice.

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@louspalm Red brush The rowan tree lit up. Leaves were falling I was born. Hundreds argued Kolokolov. The day was Saturday: John the Theologian. To this day I I want to gnaw Roast rowan Bitter brush.

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@kashito mountain peaks They sleep in the darkness of the night; Quiet Valleys Full of fresh darkness; The road is not dusty, The sheets don't tremble... Wait a little You too will have a rest.

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The leaves in the field have turned yellow, And they circle and fly; Only in the forest they ate withered They keep gloomy greenery. Under the overhanging rock He doesn’t love me anymore, between the flowers, The plowman sometimes rests From midday labors. Beast, brave, unwillingly He is in a hurry to hide somewhere. At night the moon is dim, and the field Through the fog it only shines silver.

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Love life, free happy

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“You are sad; admit what’s wrong with you.” - I love you, my friend! - “But who captivated you?” - She. - “But who? Glidera, Chloe, Lila? - Oh no! - “Who are you sacrificing your soul to?” - Ah! to her! - “You are modest, dear friend! But why are you so upset? And who is to blame? Husband, father, of course..." - Not so, my friend! - “But well!” - I'm not her.

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