and in eternity i stand inable to sleep to dream to wander and to wonder to smell the leaves of the tree above me or even move my legs.. i cant even fall over what a hell this is...where i cannot even speak for i AM secadus and to top it all of because there is nobody left who remembers me i am starting to be...erased so i sing this final song of my insomnia even as nobody listens to remember me and oh what is that beautiful noise of the endless field oh flowers.
updated it so now it looks more like looking through an older computer
