Centuries and seconds melt in the twilight,
A funnel of restlessness traps us,
It's a mist that shrinks the spirit,
The body is a ship of confusion,
Sailing in a sea of sharp mirrors.
In the labyrinth of my mind, darkness and light intermingle. The past is a shadow, the present a battle. But on the horizon shines a light...
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