in the eyes of reflection of acid rain
under feet there is a plane of snow
we will die under the sounds of this train
so far not lately, under pointers go
we will not disappear, while can
to attach threads the reflection
but who will be part of dead man
tears on hands kill all of conception
shots by an ax on a verge between
by a head and a body of creature
who will become a queen
in this not funny caricature
will show going out time
when two pointers will stop
we will drink poison agilely
the first question will be "what?"
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