I was a normal kid,
Hit me with a knife.
I Kysil only, beware!
And here I stand, I almost trembling.
In my hand a piece of ice,
And the pigeons swirling, me.
I smiled and fell,
Lying on me, bloody shirt.
I was a normal kid,
But he didn't come then home.
I was lucky, quick with flasher
I left, then came.
The doctors shouted dear!
And I again somewhere failed.
They dragged me all,
And I'm flying in the clouds.
And let me be, only to land,
It's only been four days.
And remember those words,
As lengthwise and then across.
Spun like in steam.
As it happened, in the wind,
I was a normal kid.
And I'm not scared.
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