Just when it seems nothing moves except nature
Just when the stillness is broken only by your care
Just when the day is about to break to be born
There you are, your life begins.
Who can tell you how you will manage?
To start anew and change your image?
Already I can see you will pretend to smile
As if you have not gone a mile.
Yet you stay strong as though a stone
Like a robot you moved on
For how long nobody can tell
At least today you came to call.
Perhaps for you, it is enough . . . after all, life begins anew at dawn . . .
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