where?
where?
where do we go?
to the light of high lamps
where?
1
those people, fallen from the roofs
lay motionlessly
laughing, but sobbing inside
run to the edge
2
We will be afraid inside
And I am afraid
not to be afraid of death
3
Someone's calling out of the window
"come home!"
I stumble....
I break the bones of disappointed
4
light is dimming in the sky
I need//////The Light!!!
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