I haven't passed the window in days.
The mirror is lucky to be a stranger to me.
I don't have enough strength within,
I can't leave the thinking to the side of my sin.
It's true I don't practice traditional ways,
But it's another route that let's me see
The things I've lost in my life,
But it's all right,
I can still say good night.
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