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Some miracles of this world are insane. They have no faith and hope, to God they’re blind. To be a fish, but
He has conquered lands, cities and castles, In the bloody fight with no remorse, He has dined the victory of all this,
This man’s sight is serious. Says solid commands, He has everlasting mighty power, In his gypsum head there is some grass, But
This is nonsense, funny but insane. Pumping the ship pumps this fountain.
It stands here against me, seems to be so careless, But his self-confidences is iron and stainless, And he doesn’t care about
Restless sight and restless observation. Whisper, rustle and the stranger visions. Silly, sad, ridiculous and funny, And the city sneaks into perceptions.
You should keep in mind, when staring down. Eyes are never closed in the towns, Unexpected, unusual, unclear and illogical – The
How many colorful impressions, How many thoughts and light perceptions. Epiphanies and new suggestions The only thing – no words.
And in the labyrinth of these dead ends and streets. To lose the way, forget the way, be led stray, And wash