Refrain from troubling your soul,
And cursing your fate,
Your face is red with weeping,
Your night full of tossing till dawn,
You torment yourself,
Yet the way of life is no news,
Make your ears deaf to the voices,
That choose strangling for you,
That which creates bloody scenarios before your eyes,
Let this be your solace: that terrors chase us all at our heels,
Us, just like you,
Two arms, two legs, two eyes, two ears,
And trouble broader than the sea,
We are no strangers to the rain,
That beats the flesh of our skin hard and cold,
Be kind to you,
Crawl back into yourself,
Warm your spirit,
And make yourself home again.
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