Until The End Of TimeA Poem by Stanislav VoloSit-down and wait Do not be sad You know that Everything is Rad And don't feel down The World is in your hands And life is just a little mess. Like a wild elephant That swallowed the phone I am going to work. A madhouse waiting for me there At eight o'clock From all of those who are insane The most delirious is - I. And this is why they keep me there Until the end of time. My mind is roaming Through the mounts It's seeking The thoughts That is out of bounds; Neither view from the windows; Nor a flower or tree; It is looking for thoughts Which cannot be free; In the depth of our soul There is a stone Neither Jesus, Nor Allah Can lift it alone; Only someone like - I Only some people like - Me Like wild elephant That swallowed the phone I am running home. A mad house waiting for me there All alone. From all of those who are insane The most delirious is - I. And this is why they keep me there Until the end of time.
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