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Over the years, one learns by blows,
to love and to fear lies,
shadows that lead us to the abyss,
In the dance of time, truths are revealed,
Loneliness, so quiet, embraces our ages,
it is not bad company, nor an insistent shadow,
It is the serene refuge of a brave soul.
Disappointments, lessons that the wind brings,
they strip away illusions, their mantle undoes,
one comes to understand that in every fall,
there is room for flight, there is strength in the wound.
between whispers of withered loves,
hopes are forged, myths are forged,
the years, masters of a long road,
teach us that love is also destiny.