atlantida project - Слизняки
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The closer to the native swamps
Then the more clearly the circuit of the turbine plant
and skeletons of tractors
full moon

And only cloves are firmly nailed to the door
And the tear slides along the lantern
I love you so much
Uniform light

And somewhere nearby entrance
flag on the map of the day
Designated by themselves
We are all, we are in a backpack
In complete silence

I hear the sounds of friendly walkie -talkies
We are to meet the sun replenishment
On the backs of slugs
In the pink distance

I believe that there is a base
With an endless supply of smoke bombs
In case we
I will not meet you