From: kristjanrobam001@mail.ee   
      
   Of course............   
      
   On Monday, August 28, 2023 at 1:36:49 AM UTC+3, Ilya Shambat wrote:   
   > Love is a causelessness. Thoughtlessness even.    
   > To love for a reason? I love for I feel.    
   > Love is like a troika, demented and rabid,    
   > Rushing toward a ship that is leaving to sail.    
   >    
   > Where to? Does not matter. I like aimless journeys.    
   > Magnolias blooming... Wandering ice...    
   > Fly onward, my troika, in path of a snowstorm,    
   > Where my ship gets ready for watery flight.    
   >    
   > Stomp out, my dear troika, discretion and reason,    
   > Smoke with a fire, flaming, foaming and white!    
   > What for? For no reason - my heart's drunk with freedom    
   > From reason. The ship leaves. On it I'll take flight.    
   >    
   > By Igor Severyanin    
   > Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)