Bam Boom Boom, And mouths exploded with the truth. Bam Boom Boom, And nothing will be the same again... Our alley drew eternal scars on my skin, and I the child, was jumping among the passing days. The piano playing me in the small room and my father telling a story. The darken shadows will come, we sensed the sign from afar and then forgot. The streets drew on all our scars, they drew eternal paths. They guided us like a mother treading sanguinely with her children on her shoulders, but we fell one after the other. The shadows have come. Bam Boom Boom, It all collapsed... I looked back, I was still at the foot of the mountain. No gear no food, no coat to cover up the night. This dream I saw before, there was a snow storm and I was climbing aimlessly. As if this was my fate and it was calling me. The desert wolf showed up and saved me from myself. The promise of a wonder happening tomorrow if I were to go on. A struggle to save the pieces left, and music became the God of light, and my aim is to lay in his delicate spirit forever. I will never surrender. "The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. That God's name is Abraxas." Hermann Hesse, Demian. A struggle, two struggles, three and more. I managed to crack a fissure and see the sun. Beautiful warmth entered the egg, as if God was stretching me a rope to cling to. The struggle continues and the rift grows as I race the trees to the top of the mountains, and I will never stop.

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