Stars Were Not Asleep Yet
At times you escape the reality. You try to find answers. There are so many questions not to be explained. Numerous frustrated hopes, where nobody is to be blamed. A flow of thoughts and plans that were never to come true. The chaos of strictly regulated life. The panic expressed in despise. One to one. Day by day. Blurred life. As if you fell out of your dream. In the sky you would like to see a sign, but you cannot see the sky. The vital window was covered with film. It was inaccessible. Opaque. The country of aggression. Booze. Tears. Cigarette smoke going up to the sky. You are under control. Shout. Speak. Even whisper. It is all useless. You are alone. Nobody else is nearby. This is Russia. Should I add anything? Yes, I should. This is just the beginning.
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