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Neither direction, nor compass, nor signal, nor landmark
Nothing but a banal role play without right side or wrong
Too many words in the air and so you lose yourself there
Where to go, what must be done?
A hand extended, a shoulder, a necessary break
In this vain and crazy race toward ephemeral happiness
Too much noxious love to return back there
How to see a little more clearly
A single gesture, could it make appear
At the end of the way, perhaps, an open door
Would one single gesture suffice to tell us to drop ballast
To try to know ourselves, to be able to reborn
Since all the scorekeepers are thrown into a panic and time accelerates
Nowhere are the words that console, that reassure, or enlighten
Some colors, a light
A few flowers, a green light
A hope that pushes you to make
The single gesture of leaving the door open
Because the unhappiness deserts our hearts and our heads
Would a single gesture suffice, of the sweetness that gets ready
To calm the secret wounds, chase the ill being
A single gesture
Maybe it's
Your open door
To cross
A single gesture
To come back to life
And that we stop suffering
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