It's a bless to be crazy.
To dance on a broken flute's melodies and throw your body in a scattered words' maze, it's a bless to open your arms wide to the cold wind while it pushes you violently backwards.
It's a bless to be crazy.
To numb your mind for lips distilling deadly venom, it's a bless to dig with a glass shard the memory of nothingness under the disappointed waves.
It's a bless to be crazy.
When the world is filled with brains adorned with horns and followed by sheep, it's a bless to laugh in order to garrote the lava tears and kill the lying hope implanted by the fake wishes.
It's a damned bless to be crazy.
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