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Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun, thoughts coiling like serpents
Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun, thoughts coiling like serpents, I'm engulfed by the desire to run, to run, to run to nowhere, I race through forests of shadows, where trees whisper forgotten secrets, Their roots stretch like the fingers of an unseen hand, ensnaring me in a hypnotic dance, Where the sky is a gray veil, hiding stars that weep silver tears, And clouds are heavy cloaks covering truths I can no longer bear. On an endless road of silence, my steps become echoes lost in the abyss, Each heartbeat, an old clock counting down the remaining moments, And in this frenetic rhythm, I feel the world unraveling under the weight of unlived dreams, As time slips through the hourglass of an unyielding reality, Where the sun no longer rises, and the earth speaks only in whispers. In my mad dash, I meet the shadows of those who were and are no more, Phantasms of the past, with hollow eyes and outstretched arms, seeking answers in the dark, They whisper tales of lost worlds and shattered loves, Of unfulfilled dreams burning like the fires of a late autumn, And my heart, a bird trapped in the cage of desire, seeks freedom in vain. Yet still, I run, I run towards the edge of a world ending, In a ceaseless dance where hope and despair intertwine like threads of silk, For in this tremor of the unknown, I find and lose myself alike, A wandering soul on the waves of an ocean of questions, Seeking light in a world of shadows, I run, I run, without knowing where or why.
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