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Deep night, everything around me is shadow

thinking about what is my meaning in this life,

under a starry sky, I reflect on the futility of human actions,

people running always busy, full of problems, people crushed by the impositions of the world we live in.

My memories follow me, and what I see is just a person sentenced to run to resist this reality

my memories follow me.

One day the end will come, and we will not have anything with us, only a cold grave,

as time goes by

I think back to all my moments, now I can no longer live them, I can no longer touch them, see them, feel those emotions that made me alive

but I also realize that my life was just a scramble, keeping up with the times and I did not have enjoyed it.

My memories follow me, and what I see is just a person sentenced to run to resist this reality

my memories follow me

it isn't better to live on this night?

in this eternal night.