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In general, this should be a purely winter-themed piece, but you know, sitting here at home now, without work, any interesting communication or pastime, and without meaning in life, it seems to me that it is still relevant…
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Initial date: 11.12.13
The gloomy sky is not visible again.
A broken lantern, a cold wind.
Unknown silhouettes are frightening.
Winter, which has taken away freedom.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
I don't want to see this dreary city.
Mad voices rot in my ears.
Repetition. Loneliness
Violates me, violates me, violates me.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Why me? Who will answer for this?
I beg you, tell me that all this is just a terrible dream.
How much longer am I destined to repeat and suffer?
I beg you, answer that all this is just a terrible dream.
With a voice unheard by anyone, I scream with all my might.
And there is no hand that could
Fix my messy hair.
Beautiful voices drown out in my ears.
The temperature remains stable at the beginning of the cursed winter.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Understanding is impossible.
Suppressing the pain, I couldn’t force myself to stop this hateful life.
An endless chain of hopelessness and despair.
Suppressing hatred, I convince myself that I am not completely repulsive.
But will I meet someone who appreciates me?
I beg you, tell me that all this is just a terrible dream.
How much longer am I destined to repeat and suffer?
I beg you, answer that all this is just a terrible dream.
In mid-December, I can no longer smile.
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
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