Everywhere in spring rain, my voice waits for me. He keeps on carrying back old memories. A lunatic stands on a broad plain holding a fire. He tries to reach a head of a flock. Day break at world's end. He dances Mai. That took his words once ago. Quiet moment ravels in zero. Pyromaniac is seeking the sign. Clear puddles, mossy concretes, discord silently flowed. I see the stoned sky from my ruin, from my ruin. They say the life is waiting for the axe. They say the knowledge is eternal chaos. Once the dream was latitude from another slave's gates. Until tomorrow I wanna make the answer.
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