• За мравката-удавник в моя супник
  
• The Light Given
  flying now erratic circles I'm the moth who didn't flee glutinous tongue of careless wind caught me ...
• Post-launch
  We force our way through life like rockets in the sky. But in the end we're out of fuel so who's to ...
• Just a sad Song
  Just a sad Song... The way of our Soul Is long enough To reach the mental pole - No light, nor tough...

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