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Still here
City is on standby in the night.
Social life is sleeping waiting for the routine.
While I torment me about my choices without compromise
many thoughts come back to me.
How many calendar pages had fallen as autumn leaves?
Trees have grown.
Crumbling buildings.
There is no certainty tomorrow with no prosperity.
So I’m living day by day until the end of times.
We are between the shadows near the oblivion
Until my legs give out, until there's land to walk on
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