When hope is gone when future is shattered?
When do we stop begging?
When we recount no more when believing is petrified?
When do we stop counting?
When breathing fails when life’s meaning abandoned?
When do we stop running?
When fuel already consumed when speed is reduced?
When do we stop pretending?
When harmony retires when susceptibility is displaced?
Until when O heart will you ever learn to remorse?
Is there a chance to take hold of the last fate yet untold?
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