
red coat päevikpessimism 11 kadi estland
garbage is in the head and there is a dead pigeon in the trash dead summer until morning snow came to god there were traces outside welfare order money injections cannot be done for everyone the earth is covered with ashes wrapped in white clothes human body fluids and leaves the dove is in the trash and its wings are dead those who talk about newcomers from major roads to minefields where they could be buried number of people burns land that cannot be returned now we can only realize that everything is moving from the old way, with a small change in the eczema system to the third generation the sky is the stars that follow us as we walk last time no one liked the presentation they did not digest it there was ash pain in the air we confirmed ourselves black we wrote each other obituaries sad no one could be told to think for the future we lost our summer vacation self-pride we do not tolerate hysteria well buy a farm if you are tired, there is a place to go on vacation has torn you in the endless row of the first three rows of boats in the middle of the ocean, where even birds don't fly you won't fly anywhere anymore branches of the symbolic present nobody cares about anyone, you don't care about you never vote one egg to leak spontaneously give it the wrong name but not everyone knows you the legs are carried back and forth into the water the decorations on the bridge chest have nowhere to go the inevitability of life we continue to turn the garbage bag between two legs, we fly only for a moment to look at the table of the common graves of beloved animals attached as piles of people because God has let us down we yawn we put broken glasses on the shelf
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