Be quiet..
You are not going to be alone..
And a sea at your drowsy face..
And not will an ash, ,
Be quiet..
lie down and take some of rest mind,
you weave a house from a scorpion`s thread..
you only who, spread an earth rose from your imagination..
and paving a roads in a middle of jam, to find your way…
Be quiet..
And live your life as it
There is no an imagination…
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