Your blond hair
wax thread
Into a dream withered
your lip ice egg
the lightning of your sound
laugh
the vibration of my sound
suffering
Trains
his rush with metal strength
for an entangled ski
his whirling rebellion
where does he drive?
I travel i don't know
which planet which station
clattering between wheels
mind alpha travel
Sun faded past
cursed fear
I am with myself
not important nothing
life here death there
shall I return?
Ardent you!
Cursed love
i know
do not find nowhere,but
I will be I was I am
into clouds projected
on picture braid
rise or
I freeze into a stone
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