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Please wake me when I fall asleep with a standard life. 30 years, waking up early to work. In autumn, the leaves on the sidewalks, in winter funny patterns on the glass, and I am delighted with the anticipation of summer, cutting the red tape of banal events, at the opening of the audience, which applaudes impulsively.

I pour gasoline with all my goals, dreams, and plans, I throw a match smoothly, burns in some places, and in some places burning. And there is already a million new scripts in the head, in an incomprehensible language of feelings and experiences. I live in these lines while people survive behind the windows. Bent strictly in half with their desires, and sewing up spiritual wounds with threads of alcohol in the blood. I'm not wilted for them

In these letters, blacks on black, sophisticatedly selecting a caliber of words for a shot in the air. It's never too late, it’s never too late to become what you are in thoughts. The film manifests itself and turns into reality, holding your hand and kissing your lips is not bad, in the morning, making up the mind of naked forms. But it disappears as sharply as smoke in the window. Our life is a very inaccurate simulation of sleep, the sky is reddened by its beauty at sunset or dawn, there is no need to cry and run, if something went wrong. Even a continuous mess in my head will sooner or later decay on the shelves. The crumpled sheet flies into the wall and breaks into hundreds of fragments.