But cloudy days stay
This tear of mine contains a big rain
There are only stormly days behind and ahead us
A little children has lost in this big desert
An he realized that there aren’t nothing more
the sun is radiant, but at the same time burns
walkers has stopped at the edge
words has shut up
tragedy is calling
to our doors
and
the endless river is diying...
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