Are you still sleeping?
Are you still sad?
Where are we living?
I’m going mad.
Maybe it’s nightmare,
Maybe it’s true.
But fear's disappearing
And loneliness too.
I’m living nowhere
And I have no name –
Looking for exit
From not easy game.
Trying for asking
The questions of fate.
Try to unlock
An invisible gate.
Somehow I’ll show you –
You can change the world.
Who am I? – Your angel.
Just this must be told.
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