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... is a thing you can't see on your own.
When you're alone, you're not free: you're simply alone.
You are free, when there's someone you can share your freedom with.
When you're alone, you're not free: you're simply alone.
You are free, when there's someone you can share your freedom with.
There are no words left
Here's a new dawn, a new year, leaving winter and wanting no more.
Here's the life I always denied.
Here are the possible futures I ever feared.
Here is this heavenly creature to fulfill my longings;
I do not need anyone more.
Lead me, follow me
or get out of my way, human being.
I've seen what I wanted to see;
I know the abyss: I have been there.
I'm not rising from ashes... I leave them silently.
And with them all the world.
To the top of the world... to the top of the world...
No subject at all.
Here's a lullaby to close my eyes
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Pochowana.
Nie mam innego słowa.
Pochowana dusza, której nie wolno - niewolna - sie uratować do nieba.
do diabli. do nieba.
No i popacz sie na tą skure - obskura - i to ciało ochydne.
Mięsny grób.
Dusza sie nie rusza, pochowana dusza w tym wstrętnym mięsie aż ono będzie pochowane.
No i popacz w lustro - nie ma jednego miejsca na którym twój wzrok mógł by wypocząć, sie zchować, znaleść nadzieje: nie jest tak żle.
Bo jest tak żle.
Gęba ciągle jak z waty, gumowa ślina, a prżecież jednak taki ładny uśmiech
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