I return to my timelessness with dreams---forgotten, chimerical. Now my soul dances in oblivion, and angels steal as in a dream beside my soul. I return to my timelessness with dear, unforgettable memories, and every memory of my interlocutor became dumb in pale shades of screaming grey. I return to my timelessness with the castles of illusions built. But thunder fell, and lightning struck them, and the blue sky turned into a groan. I return to my timelessness with broken wings of the ugly bird, ached in wounds, with failed breaths, its wings are relaxed after a failed flight. Going back to my timelessness, I pierced my dreams and buried them...
