Plastic world won. The layout turned out stronger. The last boat has cooled down, the last flashlight has tired. And in the throat clods of memories make hoarse voice. Oh oh, my defense is mourning ball of glass eyes My defense is reflected light of cheap world Reflected light of blind world Plastic world won. Exults pasteboard tocsin. Who needs a slice of July sky. My defense is mourning ball of blind world My defense is reflected light of glass eyes Reflected light of cheap world Plastic world won. The brick turned out stronger. The last boat has cooled down, the last flashlight has tired. And in the throat clods of memories make hoarse voice. My defense is mourning balls of blind world My defense is reflected light of glass eyes [End]
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