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Raphael: Every day is the same charade: weary ghosts frequenting their favorite haunts.
We're all tired but no one ever moves.
Cameron: No effort is made until we forget and fade away.
Raphael: I always found it strange how you found comfort when I spoke in foreign tongue. (In Polish) What do you want from me that you cannot say?
What do you want from me that I cannot do?
Charlie: And my words collapsed like the lungs you've overused, for I've wasted my best fleeting hopes, but they weren't you.
I keep my eyes firmly closed, hoping I won't see your face.
But you are everywhere a shadow, and I am so alone.
I am so alone.
Raphael: But what are ghosts except memories we can't let go?
Cameron and Raphael: Today I am what I never was: I am truly alone.
Tomorrow I'll be what I wish I were today: I won't be afraid anymore.