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In cool air of despair unreal-white cloud of hope... Heavy ringing of heart rings ascent to soul... Opposite, mind whisper me: ssstop... be slow The truth will be death for me, I know... But I want to end this life... and new begin! I breathe hardly in awe frighten off my win... ------------- O, my God! 11 o'clock of morning, The wet mist and no wind... I feel sadly and so lonely... Little witch, I wilting and wincing... Oh how great that little hand of son That can rescue me from hell deeper He wise… he wis when it's need to concern... I... I hug him... in happy weeping… --------------------- We govern in our own worlds, We kings in so small drops of space… But this kingdoms looks as holds Of someone else opinions and waits… ---------------- I am smiling with closing eyes… I like the darkness… Sometimes… Don't be afraid to lose anything If you don't see its reflection in… Your internal look, mirror of soul… You can stop time, make it slow... Little drops of memory's dew are flowing And you can change angle of slopping... Sounds of life can be with you always If you remember friend voices and faces... ------------------------ I feel nice smell of New! But it’s so known! These feelings well known for all of you… I have lost in labyrinth of hopes, I mislay my calm … As I can’t remember my first steps, I can’t hear steps of future…only when it has come! But I like that moment, perhaps That it looks like as spam…