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Gray trees do not discard the shadow, falling in sediments. Everything is like yesterday. We are driven into the framework of our consciousness. Through the stifled laughter of a closed space, I hear the numbers change. Cherry blooms, its juice oozes. going nowhere. Be person to observe the brightest clearance. Where we are not and the fiery sky will fade away, stencil phrases are not by the way as tears for a holiday. The expansion of common sense in the cities occupied by lies, for the sole purpose of not to resist the temptation. Inspecting yourself that you are a fear that hangs over the river, 3 seconds of free fall, and everything took off like a hand. Do not believe what worries peace. Be it songs from a long -off TV. Without electricity, he owns thoughts in huge quantities. You are he. Pixels flow like tears, dirty like a pylon in a brothel. Moveon man will be his own in any field. When the sky is wandered, ink birds fly. They demonstrate feathers so that there is something to be proud of. People change hundreds of faces, never trying on happiness. People hate this world, being its part. But no one asks a question: what did I do so that my dream becomes reality?

Gray trees do not heed in your screams that they break off like wires at will at an instant, and even yourself can not be visible from this peak, put your life on the repict to shine further, like in the sky that the star has long died, the summer makes you compliments confused in the hair with linden leaves.