To dream

We were born to die.
Not to see, not to cry.
We long so to fly
We don`t want lie...we lie.

We wish to break this endless chain...
To feel how blood flows in vein.
We try to find the main
Idea...of life and pain.

And something is so strange
Makes us live and change...
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Climb to find the happy moments
or die in a loud silence.


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