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who cares
It matters to us
a whisper in the dark
our songs to our poems

We outcast role
We tried on several times
trailed eagerly in the tail
dived under the cover of night

keep it simple
be closer to the ground
do not head in the clouds

Know how
ruby stars in the Kremlin
and with marked cards in the hands of

whether it tight
and be as hard as possible
to stand like a wall

whether tougher
hit first and hit more painful
and falls to the bottom

so we said
Fathers were taught
so erected cock
so we put soldiers in a row

word steel
squeezed Kresttsy
occluded flow
impaling on tops to toe

yet
their project suffered
dizzying collapse

beneath the skin
freedom of the wind singing
fire jumped in the eyes

and further
everything was already decided
back blurred trail

and each
your watching a movie
He believes in his words