I'm falling from precipice, as usual, I gave my trust to someone who pushed me on down.
At the bottom of this precipice, as usual, I find you waiting for, now an old friend.
what I find here no one can see, here there is peace in the solitude of my heart, here's a friendly apathy, here I need not detain them.
a voice calling me saying: - Hello Conrad, I waited a long time, you're back in a short time-
and now only the darkness around me and down on my tired face
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