Qo'llaringdan quloqlarimga, pianinodan yuragimga, ko'zlaringdan ko'zlarimga, bu qo'shiq uchib boradi. Ba'zan men o'zimni yo'qolgan his qilaman, aqlim yo'q, shunda men xonaga pardozxonim bilan pardozlayman. Mushukchalar kabi yumshoq, sher kabi vahshiy, itlar kabi sodiq, shunday biz, sen va men.
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