To be as simple
As silent
As all the wheat that grows in the wind of love
Simply to be
Life wounds us
It dries us out
I wait for something to melt within me
I expect everything from "being"

All these battles
That shatter carefreeness
Bite into existence
I have the melancholia
That lays the soul bare
That constitutes me
All these battles
While the rage
That everything is shipwrecked
I have within my other self
A desire to love
Like a shield

To the livid days
That seem to tell me
"I would like to immerse you in silence"
I fear they dance
Beauty of doubt
Dare a breath
Living is the rarest thing in the world
Yet the shadows

All these battles
That shatter carefreeness
Bite into existence
I have the melancholia
That lays the soul bare
That constitutes me
All these battles
While the rage
That everything is shipwrecked
I have within my other self
A desire to love
Like a shield

All these battles
That shatter carefreeness
Bite into existence
I have the melancholia
That lays the soul bare
That constitutes me
All these battles
While the rage
That everything is shipwrecked
I have within my other self
A desire to love
Like a shield

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