There are animals in me
Animals at my table in the middle of
the kitchen is the morning
We take coffee
We talk about everything and nothing
And all they can cling like
At the table that falls
Tomb Tomb
In the big hole in me Moi Moi
I say fear not
Pour me again
A little coffee talk
should speak much
There is no other way to allay fear
I say those
naked dream of fur
Because they are cold
Wind, rain, for them
And they have blue skin
They break everything they touch
And it's no awkwardness
And these are not dreams
is their fury animals naked
Like me blue And
Because hell is cold And everything is true
There is no other reason for our fall But
shhh ...
Shhh ... Once dropped
There is nothing to fear
remains some coffee?
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