He said, "Look forward"
I still look back
Yet my footstep keeps going straight
Today, how much of myself
Is burned?
How much of myself is left
To breed tomorrow? You and I
Step into the corner of the night
Covered in dreams, we hide ourselves
From the eyes of death
--
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