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Glimmering light of a shadowed sun.
Spring is killing web of thoughts…
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Sense is dying under glimmering toys
of cartooning the life.
And the wondering is: every sun is still
Shining?
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I am sitting in a corner
Dreaming out newer skies
Shooting bullets
shutting memories
Why won`t try to blast your mind…
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Like the wall, like the dust,
We`re in
sorrow within.
And what is out?
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Ashes to bones:
Cold wurm is dancing,
Ripping the heart.
Loneliness.
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Painting skies by brush of flesh:.
Spirit is eternal why…
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