I have a recurring dream
Of an old Soviet block of flats.
The light there is very dim
And voice full of phlegm says „Let's
Die in a wake of summer
When it feels like you're left to simmer
There will be another newcomer“.
And the light becomes slightly dimmer.
Dimmer
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