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Once somewhere in timelessness

in an unknown country called X

A group of children by prior conspiracy

In a restless loss, my Styx will find

through which I will find death and drown a skewed thought

About death through cremation or burial.

about the death with which it is difficult to reconcile

hosts of paper boats launched along the labyrinths of rivers of flooding tunnels of auto tracks

Each of which is a small life

in temporary darkness

Burning of Chinese flashlights

launched into the sky above the historical area of ​​Eden

Each of which is a small life

Diartrem flying into a bell

The fire returns me to childhood, to the light of the nightlight bought by my father so that I no longer had to be afraid to sleep alone

so that I become a sample for everyone

Understood child but I know that I will die that night

in a puddle of its own urine

Because every night and every dream I have one one at one time

I drown in the Belaya River in every cyclic black night

I'm standing on the edge of the shore

Three meters towering above the water level

In the atmosphere, the song I'M only Sleeping is hungry

in which I am hiding from my father

Closing eyes awaiting trouble

And I return to the night winter in which I am absolutely naked

Running on the ice puddles along the street in search of mom

I run through the forest and at the end of Sosnova Street

I am stopped by adults lead to kindergarten

And then my sister takes me back home

winter night is opposed by a summer sultry day

which we spend with my friend's cousin

like two legless ants for hours lying in the sand

lying in the ground like two fucking corpses

for some reason we were crowned and we tried to kiss in the hung

Mom said she was a dirty girl

It seems that in all the time that we met, she said nothing

She was four years old and I am five that summer

I do not remember her name but now trying to look at her eyes and find myself there

I only see the ghost of the child

with ashen hair to the shoulders

stupid

All this spark flashed through my head while Lena and I watched the series on HBO at home

And they drank beer with every second of stay in this dream, I understood how grateful for her love in the material world

I went to the bathroom and on the washing machine

I found a paper boat

In the marking of Buhoy cells in Govnin, I saw my life

as a fish of its reflection in the aquarium

Washing my face and hands I opened the door ready to go back

But having crossed the threshold, he was in the void

midnight street frozen to death in a grimace of pain

calling mom with an open mouth

The sound of a lullaby is heard from the sky

An inept stain

on the strings of the bass guitar

Cacophonic chords of morphine and Black Sabbat

In the rented room of my friend Alexander

fingers clamp the strings past the frets

Like a child knowing walking

Having got out of the bathroom, I'm going home

On the street in the winter through the city darkness

home where she opens the door to me

sees my ghost curved in a terrible grimace

I tell her what really happened to me

Trying to touch her cheek, but my hand passes through

and pulls out the moment where we stand on an abandoned bridge

And below the river floats paper ships

I take her hand and a knock

hearts we jump down together

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