another wing of butterfly

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еmpty spaces - what are we lеаding for.
bending faces - I guess we know the store.
all in all, does anybody know what we are leaking for?
another zero, another soundless cry
behind the passes, in the pantomime;
sole and lone, does anybody need to hold it anymore?
whatever happens, I take it all for chance,
another shipwreck, another broken text,
chain lock stitch, does anybody know what are we leaning for?
I guess I'm learning, I must be old enough,
time should be turning around the circle now,
inside the mind is freaking,
outside the world is dark and hurting, - that is the fee?

so much the more.
didn't mean to make you cry,
and if I won't come back again tomorrow -
carry on, keep your smile.
nothing really matters.
whose is the script?

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