сокращенные штаты АМЕРИКИ - Участок
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counting the eyelashes knives wanted to survive
from the power chain mile silence over
not the fact that you breathe in this silence
But I discrepate my niche eyes
new body which is set
absorb our dust being post-dust
worry in the blood keeping our
flavor
and new land give yourself to drink
Wires red winched again
inside out to be sideways soon
Once in close camouflage elections
protest is the end and I am imitate
Look at the clock it's my name
Look at pupils and wash in ink
people go at random i will go beyond them
Seeing among them I fasten you that there are strength

I do not threaten to go back
Do not thirst again come the burden
But I still believe closing my eyes
I photograph a plot of time

Inside the skull, your way has been cleared
Light under the eyelids lighten to leaning
there find you a shelter becoming stuffing
three days and three nights for a shot
beyond the borders of the desert
But the memory of the vaccine from the stump was
again brackets thin eyebrows froze
committing not to notice the voice not to take into account
He puzzled a lot of calls
Horizon's hair needs to straighten
and stand on it waiting for the fall
in the cavity of statistics with new numbers
world counting machine count
how much left to our exhalation
he is granular consciousness
in remembering the EKO dotted of postscriptum

I will leave it myself
I will leave it in myself