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How often do we get lonely
How often do we pass by
And sadness draws all the juices out of you
And you believe only one death

Someone cries, buried in a pillow
Someone is looking at a blank window
And to his head sticks a gun
Those who do not care anymore ...

I'm writing a single line
On a lonely notebook sheet
At the edge of a lonely road
I miss lonely in a dream

My thoughts are laughing ruefully
Over my face gray-
They loneliness happiness was
For me it will be the end ...