Today, without asking,
I burst into your dreams
And almost immediately made a mess in them,
Breaking harmony and silence with laughter,
Broken for luck, Christmas tree decorations.
And then you climbed up on a chair,
And began to paint the walls,
with all the colors of the rainbow.
Drawing inspiration,
From the paintings of the Primitivists:
Those ones that are known to you.
And you were not against the fact,
That ordinary dreams turned into something chaotic,
Unbearably colorful,
Even in something tasteless.
And then the alarm clock rang.
This is 
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