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Даша Фишка
Make me blind-
I disgust the reality,
Make me deaf-
I’m tired of noise,
Make me mute
And deprive me of gravity,
Make me one of the beautiful toys,
Make me smile
When I see something glamorous,
Make me crazy
When I’m alone,
Make me fall
When I’m getting too venomous
Make me dance
In the eye of the storm,
Make me cry
When I hear sounds of thunderstorm
Make me lie
When I’m called to account
Make me die
When I’m going to wage a war
Make me rise from the dead
In your heart