*Кажется это "оно"😎*

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We are destined to endure,

For we are children of a silent shore,

Children of endless roads we roam.

Endless fields and winters that are never warm!

Within ourselves we're doomed to keep,

For we are children of a sightless street,

And we are kids of concrete towers.

Of multiplied dreams and words that lack the powers!

And even through a hundred years,

(I won't find my answers here)

And even through a hundred ages,

Ages, worn through the pages,

(Ages that can't see the light!)

No matter how many days may pass,

I won’t forget what came to pass,

What tore my heart apart inside,

Killing hopes and dreams that died.