Under the heavy sky, pierced by pale light,
I feel waves of silence in my soul,
The modern man, a wanderer within, carries
A thirst for forgetfulness, a hidden talisman.
Buried deep, far from the eternal echo,
Which whispers to him of his own smallness,
An echo clinging to the edges of nights,
A song of eternity in the heart of silence.
We...
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