I'm walking along the corridors of the base of this red planet with every step ... and I feel more alien ... I am not of this world and perhaps even in this universe ... I love to dream and believe in people. but they always remove the smile in his hand ... and everything collapses.
nor does rumore.solo evil.
and if you look at them in a row are all there, busy in their work and smile at you ... sorridono.ridono.ad my every step.
.. a window to the outside. I close my eyes and I see the same, dear Mars. Yet you're my brother and I feel you.
now the transfer day is fast approaching and, you know what?
cry that day. even if the breath kills, even if the viverti crazy, even though the work it hurts ... I cry.
I'll miss that day.
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