On The Wings of Hope : Prose

Through the dirt on foreign horse back to dearest home, of course.

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One, two, three, then add some stench - one is master of shortchange.

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Every pig’s in love with shed.

To ruin life each idler’s glad.

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Every law has just two sides.

Made for rich, for beggar - bites.

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Russia is a gentle soul.

Each day’s milked with a bowl.

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Early to rise and early to bed - those with no wife will appreciate that.

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Word is a sparrow? No.

Have taken off? Watch flow!

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Feeding wolf, just keep in thought - it will eat, but yelp will not.

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From the work you dare crawl? Work’s not wolf, won’t ever howl.

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From all imaginable and known to humankind medicines the greatest one, being incredibly effective and having no side effects, only good nature stands above all-others.

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Almost everyone dreams of himself as being exclusive in this life, yet even the most exclusive ones are being excluded from this life once.

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It’s incredibly easy to become a man, when you have idea of how he should look like. It’s incredibly difficult to become a man, when you know what it should be like.

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There are no insolvable problems - simply there are problems which no one ever seriously tried to solve.

There are no insoluble problems - simply there are problems which no one ever desires to solve.

There are no problems at all - there is simply always something, worth improving.

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When we are happy with our beloved ones - we call it love.

When we are respected and reckoned with - we call it love.

When they are ready for a heroic deed for our sake - we call it love.

But who will call a feat of love the ability to pass through all trials and hardship of life, still remaining immensely grateful to it?

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The more we love the woman -

The stronger suffer then,

If suddenly are doomed

To change the marriage’s plan.

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The life is good for wings, not foot.

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Crawled from mud - yet still not glad.

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Everything must be beautiful in a man.

The face, eyes, ears … and especially his life and death.

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From old sin you are not free - yet it’s better than new three.

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If one’s rigid as a rode - they won’t break, but bend a lot.

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Sinning not, you won’t confess. No confession - lots of stress.

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Sleep is lie, yet has a hint - it is sub consciousness’ hidden glint.

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The more downwards you slide, the harder it’s to do things right.

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Virtue’s truly not a whip. If don’t help - they’ll simply kick.

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Never stood where it did hit, or it’ll make a second bid.

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Who is the most clever, finer and wiser?

Surely, the one who doesn’t consider himself as such.

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All’s well that ends well. And even if it’s ending badly, it’s still well - because it’s coming to an end.

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Trust in force? Prepare for fray. Trust in kindness? Love and pray.

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Old man-friend will never rant.

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Human law is strangest thing - looks so fine, and somehow stinks.

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You have wisdom? Leave a mind. You have reason? Fly with wind.

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Beggar’s fate is on the stake? Rich one’s innards - foul fake.

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Foe has fallen in his pits? Now examine how he fits.

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Seven one bear a single one (a funeral procession).

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The eight world’s wonder - is Chukotka’s thunder.

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Blind for blind’s not mentor, stroller - he’s fairy tales storyteller.

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When old ones we kindly teach - holes of ignorance thus stitch.

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Gorilla-man with no ideas? He’s a bouncer, dear peers.

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The priest’s full of shame - from God received no fame.

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Mind, no reason - that’s a trouble; word, no sense - exploded bubble.

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Death will find the reason, liar will find the treason.

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He is angry - yet not stout, he is learned - yet not proud.

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Behind affairs day is lost if for this day you did the most.

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Because so randomly they speak, wisdom there never seek.

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Hasn’t put - to search don’t try, has ignored - never cry.

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Don’t yell “go” until harnessed, rush to toilet until stressed.

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Hurry up - live not in haste, gather up - enjoy the place.

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Have all branches - yet no log, have no car - yet feel the smog.

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One way thinking - sign of fool, for the soul mind is tool.

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Alms for poor is at least for a rainy day a grist.

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Fists are truly useless tools when you battle total fools.

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To marry early - to be late, let own life walk measured grade.

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Just one kind word - a pearl in grease, to being modest one can cease.

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Every lock pick fits the master, every thief for rich’s - disaster.

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And like the water whole world - it always change its final port.

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A belly of beer vodka’s can’t hear.

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Strict is our order, yes - yet it’s stronger than the press.

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A prayer was hot, donations were not.

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Many prophets, but one God.

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