How many days, how many dreams
I fight for every single atom?
It’s not my way, it’s not my choice,
To be your servant, be your phantom.
Old headphones save me from your voice,
And from the cold – a cup of coffee.
I drink for you, my bitter joys,
And for my own catastrophy...
How many days
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