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do you want to fly fly with me
just two curves uniting gaps in the space to the country of far far away where smiles are alowed in the evening where time begins to flow cups from a strange sort of tea poisoned with no minutes no points especially no brackets nothing hidden just shadows drawing circles around lamp-posts where light shines from a forgotten cage tomb for the songs of a green bird sad sad bird with no wings crying every time when wind blows asking again and again for just a flight there is no such a thing like hope no one could heal this wound jump jump towards your death dear bird at least is an end world would stop here for you and there won't be light anymore no points no lines even no circles maybe some darkness that we could share it doesn't mind it doesn't care stop beating stop beeping dark finally came now comes the end
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