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A millimeter away from...
Life is unique...
Death is pale...
The goal is visible...
How many songs and years
have I waited for precious signs?
I pay...
Sleep is on my shoulder...
I’m flying away
from...
   beyond...
     towards...
the Light...

A millimeter away from...
A white flag...
A black magician...
The darkness in souls...
The heart howls at midnight –
vainly longing to forget
the bitterness of troubles,
the salt of victories...
There’s no point in swimming
along...
   up...
     like this...
alone...

A millimeter away from...
The cage is narrow...
Reality is insipid...
I am spring...
Weighing
the “pros”, “cons”, and “buts”,
everything is the same,
nothing more matters...
A shield for the sword...
A candle for me...
I’m flying away
from...
   beyond...
      towards...
the bottom...

A millimeter away from...
They’re building a temple...
There-here-there...
I believe in dreams...
Give me a thread to sew...
Willow branches to intertwine...
I’m flying away, screaming,
“I want
   us
     to be
together!”

A millimeter away from...
The wave crashes...
The Moon is taking revenge...
Whose fault is it?
It’s too early to fly away from...
A voice is heard in the dream,
“You’re tender...
You’re a princess...
I need
   the air,
     that is
you...”

December 13, 2011
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