You're waiting for me to come out,
you're waiting for my exhalation
and slave transformation
in my & nbsp; to you app.
And I live & nbsp; look,
frankly, would be happy,
and only then-humility,
in you & nbsp; my & nbsp; dissolution.
You're waiting for my transition
beyond & nbsp; the edge of the last freedom,
where I won't be left
my personality…
But & nbsp;no look
already from you – & nbsp; do not.