Lie twice bitterly.
Lie twice bitterly,
You tell the truth only.
Small lie and you lose trust.
To return him not at all there is enough patience.
Life is already full of chagrin.
It is time for all of us,
To self-medicate.
To send souls
To the producer.
On melting
Having made corrections.
To return to owners.
With the list of changes.
To explain in detail
How to use additions.
And to watch them
At a version beta stage.
Not to put the status of Alpha.
So far in patch'e there will be no falseness.
And silly eagerness
To crack a control system.
So far we won't work
As a unit.
As one big
And difficult mechanism.
Where even small
Poor or worthless.
Soul - a gear
Eventually.
Won't turn
In historicism or an archaism.
It is time to cease
To go not in that direction.
To change poles.
To go against the stream.
To be bent by all
Under fashionable spirits of the times.
It is time to rise strongly
on the way of management.
But not to indulge all
To live in Slaveholding.
It seems to me
When we receive
direction.
Ticket for the planet Earth.
Ourselves write
For scenarios.
As we want to live
From beginning to end.
We enter tests
And then we look.
Whether it was possible to us
Their executions.
At each of us, inside
The music sounds.
Certain rhythm
Rate of a melody.
Our souls are adjusted
on certain notes.
We one of seven
Divine notes.
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