I feel in my heart terrible pain,
Because we’ve lost the name of the God
And I see, I know, I feel my flame
Choke in devil’s lying throat.
Any things at any places
Any hands with any toys
All they’re members of our faces
But we’re understand, that it is only noise.
Dear friend, I tell you, that our names
Will be never in Great People’s Lay
Because we’re have bad games
Because our Being is only the grey.
25.10.2000
Crying
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