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The second poetry collection by Andriy Voloshyn, Another Empire, continues the search for new, archaeo-futuristic forms of manifestation of the artist's worldview, which the author began in his first collection, Actually, There is No Happiness. His work is only for readers with a high IQ and a desire to think and reflect, to read images on the conscious and subconscious levels... In the poems, the essence of the author is well felt - a young man from the metropolis, who every second passes through himself hundreds of people, emotions and events, who goes down into the deepest dungeons of the metro and to the margins, and who rises to the highest pillars of modern urban civilisation - bookstores, museums, rooftops. The cycle, in which the poet doubles his task, is an experiment with words that reaches a semantic and philosophical peak, when every sound and every letter matters.