To whom do I owe my faults but to myself?
To be engulfed in the flames of anguish, no sense, for where is thy blanket I gave?
To finally understand the cause of it all,
love, life, leave.
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¿A quién le debo mis faltas sino a mí mismo?
Para ser envuelto en las llamas de la angustia, no hay sentido, ¿dónde está tu manta que te di?
Para finalmente entender la causa del todo,
Ama, vive, desprende.
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Niko Papadatos (
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