Prick

Winter gave way to spring,
Spring gives way to summer,
But the world is covered with a veil
And I do not know about it.

I hate sunshine
Hiding in a pile of junk,
And maybe there I do not have?
Am I really am I?

Who could prevent
Again that I'll be weak
The light is too bright to shine
And the water is too loud to drip.

Helped at the time of evaluation,
But now it is much worse
And then I thought - you
That shot, which I need.

I do not want to fly in the clouds
Everything was in confusion on these tours.
I need some bricks on my feet,
And not a bubble of illusions.

I want to be a wall
In the stale world where everything is clear.
What have you done to me?
Retu all back.

Put me on the bed,
And covered me with a blanket.
I'll lie quietly,
Although there is still flying.

Let flew down from a height
But now I'm much worse.
And then I thought - you
That shot, which I need

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