we grew up in the wilderness of monotony
we understand only the white noise of water,
and the caress of the elderly emptiness,
we understand only the white noise of water...
we understand only the white noise of water,
and the caress of the elderly, - emptiness,
in us nursed the heart of indifference...
in us the flame is lassoed by smoke,
and rapprochement torments us - by divergence,
accustomed to vigil by betrayals,
we value - unsolved dreams!
we value unsolved dreams,
and, in the boulders of boarded-up houses
we, recognized as dead tenants –
we are like evil shadows under the eyes,
unrecognized as dead tenants!
we as if live
and a cobweb on the clock!
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We grew up in the wilderness
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