One Is Worse Than The Other, Every Momen ...

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Neither death nor life, neither future nor past,
The efforts I spent poured into the water,
My path leads to the abyss, perhaps,
An ambush awaits me ahead, perhaps.

I walked silently, without knowing my end,
I melted out of breath, with every step I took,

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