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The heat of the sun that burns the skin
Until the dirty air is inhaled into the chest
I never thought to stop walking
I have a burning spirit
The spirit that burns fear
My soul screams in life
Like a lion that scares its prey
I don't know when will this end?
How long will I last?
Is there hope for tomorrow?
The more I endure, the harder the blow of life I feel
Unexpected
City life is filled with traps of dreams and wishful thinking
A weak soul will not be able to fight all of this
Rise, fight and defend
Hoping for a better tomorrow