Another world around us,
In us, on us, between, behind.
Red color grass fills me with fright ,
The future came already past.
On earth where went we can make cross.
True milky way seems whopping strange
Like a blurred ray of cosmic rage,
Or highway of the universe.
Three trees in sky - sky piece of prince
Of earth of space of me of all
Of being in place where is so cold,
Cause it's sky part, where are three trees.
The snow is black like dirty tooth,
I see some rain that very hot,
Like sacred flame, it looks like court ,
Cause rubys fall inside my roof.
Another world around me,
On me, in me, between, behind.
All only mean, that thinks was right.
In end of way I can be free!
Another reality
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