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Everything hurts
And at the same time I’m numb
All is hurting
And I don’t feel a thing
Nothing is everything
And everything is none
How can I survive a world
Full of opposites and paradoxes
A comfort in the truth that I can’t
A horror in the thought that I won’t
My chest gets tight
My eyes are tired
I feel like running
The urge after a movie in a theatre
In truth my lungs are empty
And my fear has won
Love won’t win but it too can survive
Hate won’t win but it too will survive
The things that stay are the smallest
What conquers humans and all we had
Too big to understand
Too small to see
Too many to grasp
Like a dancing forest made of trees