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I’m a crystal flash

the cold dark of the people

is living near me

I feel like a stranger

that cannot rest his eyes

I’m like a dusty mirror

I’m not shure, I’m confused

I hear the echo of the news

in presence of the warlords

I’m dreaming only slight colours

My memories are tears

They’re falling just like drops

and soaking the white floor

The silence of my lips

is only a tired moment

because I’m bored of it

because there are no excuses

I need to see the day

I need to see the light

This room is falling down

I want to see its end

Here comes the winter, miriads of rainsparks

are glittering on the sill

The shouting that I hear is like an obscure lake

My time has stopped there

I feel like a stranger that cannot rest his eyes

I’m like a dusty mirror