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the storm is so strong that we can't see the horizon

the stench from our souls reeks like death

it's a too long way to see the sunshine

and the despair has stopped us into the gloom

dreams disappear, i feel i regress

bad dreams appear, in a wave of dispair

expectation is too long

hope is dying under the weight of our shame

i'm afraid, no escape

ahead, fog's rising like a wall

i crawl on the floor looking for a last breath

how long shall we stagnate like that?

i would like to see a ray of a less dark future

but it's too late

the vestiges of our past leave us with no chances