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You have in mind rugged images

Don't think anymore about that

Because you rush at the end of your existence

Don't go back on your word

Don't look back on your past

Those memories will never be back

You mustn't feel nostalgia

Your life is a tragedy, just,

Accept the cruelty of destiny

Don't cry nobody take pity on you,

Not even you exist for them

Only, you know who you were long ago

Through the mystic mirror of time

Are you still melancholy? Look at yourself

Your body degrades very quickly

Be patient and go on expecting

The moment of your death

Your carnal suffering is not eternal

Meantime, look at your body consumed

For the passage of time

Your eyes have already been blurreds

By the unbearable pain

A tragedy called existence