Несколько лет, вроде как, не постил ничего стихотворного, решил исправиться.

I am listening to child, who always cries
Writing letter than never arrives
We're living our gray lives
Wearing stupid masks
That stupid disguise

We're locked in our own Babylon tower
Searching for knowledge, searching for power
We need do something, now or never
To end this nonsense endeavour

I've already opened my third eye
Did you know? I always wanted to pry
At life without any problems like mine
Who knows? Maybe it is divine

No go to them child,
And wipe your tears
My last words for you
Are "Ignorance is bliss"


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