I'm still here
You might, ask me what happened?
Oh, nothing, just
Cold.
And I, unfortunately, a warm summer dream.
I woke up and the sun
As usual.
In an invisible point
As I watched, unblinking,
untouched breakfast
My cool.
No, not sick, I
I remember
Why am I here.
My paper boat
He wanted to conquer the ocean waves.
Where to look now ashore
And doomed sense to fill?
I would be in the grass on the edge of the forest
Lie down and do not think
About insoluble.
Ah, the reality,
Ice packs.
Oh, the sun,
The solid burns.
Rush the Plains
Wild horses.
rain substituted
The face and hands.
I would like in a coma
And I do not remember
Why am I here.
Sun ray
On the pillow, and the wind rustles
Light curtains.
I'm afraid to stir: what is a dream,
What will end soon.
I'm still open, and thankfully the pain, and my blood is exactly
Pulsating in the veins.
And I had a dream that will go out at will, and I draw
On the walls of the prison.
I remember well, there are no miracles,
I pretend that inanimate.
And the only thing that surprises me:
I'm still here.
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