We are riders of the wind
Creating so many losses through the passing of time
Only to be shattered into shivering pieces
Waiting for the moment that gives us reasons to be revived for
In wounds carved, we speak
In songs forgotten, we shine
But in the languages of “us”
We find the beliefs again where we say
This is the reason why we live
Why we fight
Why we keep trying
To be known not for our fame or wealth
But for our stories
Of having lived so human
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