We walk through hills
of onions and metal,
through memories of other lives,
things that have already happened.
And although the bones hurt,
each step hurts me Yes.
Something like this should not end.
We walk the path
without turning back,
through columns of ash,
through glass churches.
br/>And we are under the water
and we are under the sea
because it becomes more difficult to breathe.
My ears come closer
and they talk about what we have left to do pass.
And the senses explode
in colors yet to be invented.
And it is clear,
there is no reason to doubt.
And we pray
for never return.
We share what remains
and we reach the end.
In castles of wood,
of mercury and coral.
And although the fatigue It weighs,
Every day it weighs more
Please never make us return.
My ears come closer
and they talk about what we still have to go through.
And the senses explode
in colors yet to be invented.
And it is clear,
the others think the same.
And we pray
to never return s,
to never return
And we pray
to never return.

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