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Like a thought that’s crossing your mind’s borders.
Like an image that unloads your inner self.
The future that will come suddenly one day and will leave you alone on the edge of the abyss.
The time that runs like an enemy.
The words that you are keeping inside because you are afraid to speak.
Tell me, is this what you dreamed of?
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