I look to the right and see the black board velvety mice attack at the base to destroy it Behind me from a large bay window a road winds and turns as long as three storeys rotating clock wise each hand carrying ten or so people not side by side but spread so that room is left for others so that they don?t suffer I have to get out, but scared of the truth No problem, the doors are open outside everything is green trees and big blue sky I walk along the red pebbled path my feet kicking the dust it floats back down on my shoes disturbing the cleanliness mind you they were too new it is not normal A woman in black and white likely a christian woman slowly and calmely walks towards me giving me an iron worked key that seemed to have lived a long life I put it in my right pocket carefully though because of the hole Something is calling me I walk toward the light climbing the little green hill that crumbles under my feet.
I eventually wake up it is 9.21 am The sun is shinning and I don?t have to work I get up and put my shoes on after wipping the dust off Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
