across yellow fields across yellow moon
where is the island I am about
long ago forgotten him often
I stopped by a long time ago
on it on this island where there was
all absolutely where were all mine
dreams and was i there last time
when i was five years old when i was
I rested among the many beds
there were lots of beds and lots
strange feelings strange i felt
and already then understood that my life
one huge solid photo or
same just a collection of poems not
more and no less I already felt
that I will feel the future and I
understood and knew always and always because
from my very birth my eyes they are
dead man my eyes ghost dark eyes

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