Observe your surroundings, smell the scent of death.
Bring your head up, don't look down into these empty lands.
The land that holds us down into a maze of needles and pain.
Catastrophe.
Walk fast, looking into the sky
The small stars that follow you every night are guiding you
To a place filled with questions and lonely remarks.
This is your heaven, smile and keep walking.
Turn around.
The sky shines bright, the sun researches the soil below your feet.
Remember the time you were born
The time you first cried
When you felt all alone in an empty hole.
That time you got betrayed.
The time someone broke you apart.
The first time you cried and smile at the same time.
The first time you felt human enough to talk.
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