Suddenly the ceiling disappears
And the scary prospect of afterlife
Makes me squint at the hole at the bottom part of our window
With furniture and children's books all around
A familiar figure reveals itself
At the foot of the hill that leads to my house
And up we go
On the sandy path lit with public illumination
You and me
My harshest friend
There were times I looked up to you
Wishing I was capable of the deeds you spoke of
Knowing that those figments of your imagination
Are the worlds I can never reach
And there were times when I hated you almost as I hated myself
But then again you were all I had
And so I too began dreaming
Of the mundane things not so far from me
Of drowning in somewhat different waters
Climbing somewhat different hills
And then I fooled myself that by the time this all came true
You'd be gone
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Suddenly the ceiling disappears
And the scary prospect of afterlife
Makes me squint at the hole at the bottom part of our window
With furniture and children's books all around
A familiar figure reveals itself
At the foot of the hill that leads to my house
And up we go
On the sandy path lit with public illumination
You and me
My harshest friend
There were times I looked up to you
Wishing I was capable of the deeds you spoke of
Knowing that those figments of your imagination
Are the worlds I can never reach
And there were times when I hated you almost as I hated myself
But then again you were all I had
And so I too began dreaming
Of the mundane things not so far from me
Of drowning in somewhat different waters
Climbing somewhat different hills
And then I fooled myself that by the time this all came true
You'd be gone
And the scary prospect of afterlife
Makes me squint at the hole at the bottom part of our window
With furniture and children's books all around
A familiar figure reveals itself
At the foot of the hill that leads to my house
And up we go
On the sandy path lit with public illumination
You and me
My harshest friend
There were times I looked up to you
Wishing I was capable of the deeds you spoke of
Knowing that those figments of your imagination
Are the worlds I can never reach
And there were times when I hated you almost as I hated myself
But then again you were all I had
And so I too began dreaming
Of the mundane things not so far from me
Of drowning in somewhat different waters
Climbing somewhat different hills
And then I fooled myself that by the time this all came true
You'd be gone
Writer: Lubomír Rezek
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