take the wife to the cinema.
go with her. it is flying,
simple to understand film.
the hero is dying in the end,
and the heroine has the lover.
you must not explain,
nothing to yourselves.
these are such, straight lines
as the road to nowhere.
at dusk mainly
a reverie is invading us,
and desire for breaking free
from the place of the bliss
everyday. but it's no use,
if at the side is standing
faithful and is waiting,
what you invented for today.
I am telling, you take the wife
to the cinema. a film simple
to understand, for everyone is on.
the hero is dying...
in the end.
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