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Straight lines dominate my life,
There are entrances but no exits.
I live immersed in monotony
repeating the same routine.

I can't resist, I don't want to repeat
situations lived a thousand times.
I always turn the same corners.

I'm going to escape, desert, finish.

A desperate journey to the east
where no one ever grows old.
Tired of embracing lost causes,
of crusades against the invader.

I'm going to escape, desert, finish.

I try not to comply, I don't want to succumb
to the whims of my enemies,
to desires that are not mine.

I'm going to escape, desert, finish.

I'm going to escape, desert, finish.


























































































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