I dreamt...
I've always dreamt.
But now I understand
It's nothing!
And dream to return
To return my pink glasses.
This stupid mood will never leave me
What can I do? What should I do?
And why I live? What for? And How?
A lot of questions... Have no answer...
If somebody could strict me
If somebody could stop my thoughts
But somebody won't come... Never...
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