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(…) ludzie sami są jak tunele: jak kręte, ciemne przestrzenie i głębokie jaskinie. Nie da się poznać wszystkich zakamarków ich duszy. Nie można ich sobie nawet wyobrazić.

Lauren Oliver – Pandemonium

(…) people are like tunnels themselves: like winding, dark spaces and deep caves. It is impossible to know all the corners of their soul. You can’t even imagine them.

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Supposedly everything is so clear, yet it’s so dark,
That I have to repeat to myself – it’s okay
And you, angel on my shoulder, stick with me
When I am losing myself, when I doubt – watch me
When my trembling heart wakes me at dawn
When life rips to shreds my network of dreams
When, despite clear predictions, I see black
Be like the light in the tunnel – guide me.

How to comfort you, what will make you laugh
Where to get the courage for the next parts
And what will happen to us, my dear
When someone suddenly turns off our light.

If life is waiting – I’ll wait
Although the time for waiting is always decreasing
Though tiresome dust covers faces all around
And to the soul it sticks like glue of sorrow
Sometimes I like to speak with her, in order to check
If something important still goes on there
Then she either whines, or growls
Or whimpers, in order to not worry me more.

How to comfort you, what will make you laugh
Where to get the courage for the next parts
When it becomes so confusing, what is the simplest
When this is all getting out of hand.

Supposedly everything is so clear, yet it’s so dark,
That I have to repeat to myself – it’s okay
And you, angel on my shoulder, last through it with me
When I am losing myself, when I am in doubt, hold on
Hold on.
Hold me!