“A battle is raging even though you don´t know, is raging whether I like it or not.
I want to hide, disappear, run away from here.I want to return to my shelter but I can not, they will not let me. Do not know them, not the face they have, only know they are using weapons against words, threats against arguments, fears against dreams, fear is their great weapon and I can not feel safe anymore.
What if in the end I´m able to hide? who will defend me? Perhaps the ignorance dressed of arrogance that governs us. No, we were never a priority to them.
A battle is raging even I don´t understand, is raging and I’m the enemy.
No, I will not hide, protect only me would be like to becoming a faceless man. I’ll keep using words, arguments and dreams to try to build a shelter, a shelter made by all and for all. A refuge where not necessary to hide, where fear can not catch us. A shelter made to resist the storm when it returns, because it surely will return.
a battle is raging and I am aware, is raging and I will win.”
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Music: Tryad - The rising