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When everything seems to drive me far away

When everyone claim to straighten my mind

I keep my thought in the unconscious’ depths

From where a day everything will rise as mist

The fog is hiding my weak and confused will

I cannot feel the surrounding bafflement

I can’t apprehend what’s happening in my mind

I’m not only sure everything will rise as mist

I’ll rise like fog

Which pierce your fate

I will be wilder