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Niko Papadatos

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.

  • Author: Niko Papadatos (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 15th, 2025 08:56
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