Hello,
Here we are again touching each other with the jingle bells of our cut hands.
Naked veins, illusory lines on paper
In the world infected with logic…
This is the game of cautiousness, but I have never played this game,
Surrounded sky, and nevertheless, being dare to stay alive
In the world infected with logic…
I learned to bite the ceiling,
I learned to write on water,
I learned to yell into the void,
And distract the trees from standing still
In the world infected with logic…
This is just the right time to watch the sun with the eyes open.
Soon it will get completely dark, and we will end up with the cold thorny walls
In the world infected with logic…
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