Poetry reading aloud

Tallinn in the rain

1

Rain comes from the sea.

Like a noisy child.

I visited several cities.

And I got nothing.

2

Rain is the whip of capitalism.

Drive everyone to the shopping center.

The world is a pair of out-of-season shoes.

It is still not suitable for repeated folding.

three

Rain is the quilt of the poor.

Wet and heavy

I can't do it without it.

four

Some people watch the rain.

Some people watch the sea.

Some people look at the church.

Some people look at the chimney.

And some people just bow their heads.

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