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AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)


Was it love or fake temptation?
What in hell made you lose your heart?
Could illusions lead to disintegration?
Got neither bitter end, nor start

Love is a crushing burden to this world
It always fades away without taking shape
So what's your gain to feel free as a bird?
You're smothered by the chewed -up tape

Ready to join the army of the dead?
I bet, it's less painful than being born
Why pray, if you're hanging by a thread?
Even if it hurts, don't you remove a thorn

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