3007-й

Вдоль дорог лежал песок,
В никуда текла вода.

Шел три тысячи седьмой,
Шел три тысячи седьмой.
Я умер...

Из угла ползла игла,
На коралл летел корабль.

Шел три тысячи седьмой,
Шел три тысячи седьмой,
Шел три тысячи седьмой.
Я умер...

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