Blue helicopter

Today I see in great blue sky
How something very slowly fly,
But I belive is my hill doctor,
My little funny helicopter.
And all my dreams are leaving heart,
And then myself do me headshort.
Nobody see it, only you
This crasy helicopter blue.
I smoke my soul, I never cry,
Because I know my life is lair.
Ofcouse tomorrow will dead if
My little helicopter leave.


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