She lies that she did not pour the river with her tears;
She pretends that she did not let the rain wash her pains;
she hides that the thunder did not give her fears;
She lies, she pretends, she hides that she was not hurt inside.
She smiles even if tears are falling from her eyes;
She prays even if God is not in her mind;
She dreams of gripping freedom even if it is abstract;
She smiles, she prays, she dreams despite the darkness of her life.
Why hope if there is nothing to hope for?
Why fly when there is no one to fly with?
Why live when there is no principle to live by?
Why hope, why fly, why live when you are about to die?
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