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Scratch slippery

The word will remain

Accelerates with an echo

In hot ears

At the tips of the eyes

The wet dream will be late,

But it will still come

And will comfort you

Rough tongue

Black silk cat

Lick the tired one

your heart

I have no reason to lie

I don't indulge in deception

Truth happens

Beautiful face

Dark nights

Before dawn

Very long

Are stretching somewhere

Just by touching

To the very bottom

Do you know where the sea is

Let's go to the shores

All that worries is the question of reasons

All that worries is a mystery in the darkness

The puppeteer listens, but seems mute

It’s as if he’s nearby, but he’s aloof

Silently wipes his wet forehead with a warm brush

Will give a strange sign, turning into sadness

Quietly he will pull his-your threads

Hidden in the stars where they won't be found

Dark nights

Before dawn

Very long

Are stretching somewhere

Just by touching

To the very bottom

Do you know where the sea is

Let's go to the shores

Travelers themselves will mix up the roads

With a thirst for the mistakes of the fathers of their days

Travelers themselves will mix up the roads,

To drink in the tears of mothers

Output draws figure eight loops

Incomprehensible dim door

Angels look into your face vigilantly -

A restless beast is looking at your back