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Everything dies on land and in the sea,
But man is more severely condemned:
He should know about the death sentence,
Signed when he was born.
But, aware of the transience of life,
He lives this way-against all odds, —
As if to live forever
And this world belongs to him.

I woke up in the dark...
The question in my head is " where Am I?"
Why am I lying down?
Really... am I in a coffin?!

I cry, I scream,
I kick the walls.
Not much air left.
Help me, I'm suffocating!

I opened my eyes again.
Fear squeezes like a vine.
Hurry up and die,
In silence so as not to look..
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