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Selling memory blurred paintings

Weekdays and holidays - do not distinguish

I almost certainly became wiser

But I still have nothing to teach you


I found all the truths in a glass

And I poisoned the truth with bitterness

And the stars in my sky went out by themselves,

Not able to withstand the ideals of spoiled


The sky was empty every night, it was getting darker

And I needed all new starfalls

I tried to live everything as soon as possible

And now I stand in the dark, and a migraine is my reward


So let's continue the fun holiday

Let's celebrate your funeral

We will share the joy with everyone

Drowning out the funeral ringing


Let's tremble love your pain

Cherish every misfortune in the past

Carefully rub salt into the wounds

And enter into a heart-rending cry


Although you know I'm tired

My eyes want to be sighted again

I walked too long in the dark

In order not to fall in love with the light for real


Now nobody is more attentive to me

I peer into impenetrable darkness until frenzy

I will definitely make out

New star birth


And that tiny point is enough for me, I know

I myself will help her to become a sparkler sun

In the meantime, waiting for a second, I think

And in silent impatience I breathe impulsively