[scheda] - [cassetta] - [medaglie]

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A torrent of dreams without end in sight. Stories that extend into infinity.
They are songs for the end, interwoven from within a birdcage.
They are the fragments of thoroughly empty promises, charading as fiction.
I wonder, when I finally understand
all these symbols, will they sink into this new soul?

If I assemble all the pieces, will this sense of loss go away?