I see a dream
there war
and wase
how many it does a free place
and meat green at skin old people under
that never smile
and smile below
at chase
I don't want life creature sand to
dead
Don't want animals be dead
Don't eat my friends
Don't kill my friends
I see a storm
in real agrow
that soft as naked
to the brow
and they're scream
nothing
through
the sile
and while
and while
and while
and while
Where something shouts is broken lose
agrowing bitters full of scream
asoft
as weepless
on the dream
Althroughs
a cities lands a planet
and the borth
don't kill my friends
don't kill my friends
We always know
together smile
some weepless
journeys
for a while
and full of shout
our
lifes
at ends
Don't kill and eat my biggest friends
My only friends
my only friends
my only friends
All of my friends
Don t kill my friends, don t eat my friends
© Copyright: Ян Пурцен, 2016
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