Don,t you force a smail,girl,tensely,like you do.
The one I,m in love with isn,t really you.
I suppose you know it,and you know it well,
I,m not here to see you but another girl.
I was passing by ,and,well ,
I didin,t care-I saw you and wanted just to stop and stare.
Sergey Yesenin
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