Se instalan en silencio, se alimentan de nuestros miedos y terminan decidiendo por nosotros. Hasta que dejamos de distinguir cuánto de lo que somos nos pertenece.
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They settle in silently, feed on our fears, and eventually make our decisions for us. Until we can no longer tell how much of who we are truly belongs to us.
An existential encounter
That can only be, that can take no more, no more
Riding on me, watching you, how amazed you are by what you see
I saw you born,
I watched you grow,
To be born, to grow, to grow old, you seem to lose
Once again I fell, without seeing where it leads
The immensity...
Of loneliness...
And the invisible weight of freedom...
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