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XVII

I thought I could go alone this way. I thought that I took off high, I would forget about the emptiness that corrodes through. The fire inside went out, leaving only a handful of ash.

I seem to be blind, only a spark remained from the guiding star. I forgot how to remain myself on the edge of the silent world.

I am an infinity of open doors in oblivion. Someone who no one will ever remember.

XVIII

But you still have hope that you have not forgotten? Never be afraid to take a step forward. You have your own world that you should fight for. You will never disappear.