I do not cry at the state of the world
Somewhere there is a patch of light
Falling through a crack in a dark room
A thin man struggles to stay on his feet
The bus called time is moving fast
Hitting curves that may swipe you off your feet
Only the ones who are half buried may survive
There is nothing more intoxicating than the physical body
When a man feels his strength for the first time
Time does not care
about your body
The body is the weakest armour against time
I do not cry at the state of the world
I look at it and I sigh
Aren't you amazing?
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