Unstable winds blow and blow again.
Screaming above my head a crow,
Is it calling my disaster or warns me?
It can not speak that, how can I know?
I am wandering between the ruins
It blows outside undecided winds.
Street is singing own song in a chaos,
Trash cans are full.
No matter how much people eat,
Stii hungry soul.
First where did I start the journey?
How many days, how many months?
Maybe year.
Anymore I don't know,
I don't know anymore,
Where is paradise,
Where is hell.
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