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To set me free: to let it all be?
Forget myself as existant,
roll down the hill
of joy, of agony

Whispered in my ear: the very fysics
of love, of fear
Echoing in my mind: all this snow
has made me snowblind

All these numbers, within
this confused mode
So many numbers, yet still:
not a single code

I'll shut my ears to listen
close my eyes to see
burst a laughter to cry
finally
i live just to die