Pattern
Not for us to grab the diamonds from skies
For us is enough what we have and deprived
Our motto says be stiller than water
To survive till the next spring and step over
The joy sellers took away all discounts
At the moment they noticed us
The forecast has been wrong for years
But they forced us to keep looking upstairs
The potion of dreams made extremity move
We turned off the news cause nothing is new
We burnt our traces on the road of truth
Perhaps just to make the ground smooth.
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