The trace of your life

Do not be deceived
that there in the dark there is no one
to witness your actions,
so that your voice in silence
does not send shivers down your spine.

For not destiny, but you
are the spirit and the witness of your actions,
that flees into seeming conceptions
until your own conscience pursues you.

Will not there where you stop,
be just a trace in the circle of agony of your circle
and nothing more?

But there, with someone
whom you allowed his footsteps,
the trace of your life.

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