The rollercoaster of life
I dance with the demons of light in the darkness of this world
And I laugh, for I have wasted so much time crying.
I let myself be carried on the arms of a silent wind, born of water and clay
And I slowly die every time I encounter another death in life.
Sparks break through the narrow road of my life,
They are born and then fade like the fate of a man who perishes,
And I, saddened by everything that happens in this world,
Let myself be carried by the sad wave of my tears.
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