If you ever in your way
You will feel, my brother, failed,
Chest in torment, heart in pain
And your life in fears,
Crying eyes and longer hate
Without sun and without name
You\'ll
Just me into all the storms
Lighted by a darkened sad sun;
Just myself in the middle of a tornado
Of thoughts.
Is it just me who can breathe in this mysterious shape of what it used to be?
Is it
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