There is no way out,
There is no much love,
Smth that I have found
Is just a part of Peace’s cough.
Those surfs are serene,
And I don’t hear noise.
There is no machine
Which will give me a choise.
The only thing that can soothe
While I’m here, in heat,
Is the freedom of wolves
Which can make my heart beat.

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