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I walk the silent road the only one I've ever known, having no clue where the river flows maybe, to the bushes of musk rose that I remember since then. I walk this endless street which nowhere goes and leads, when the deadlike town sleeps, when the city of shattered dreams is empty even of a ghostly man. I carry the phantom load surrounded by narrow codes with no escape of this heavy smoke where the violent wind blows from which you could never lam.