Beyond the allegory of life, where the prose and the songs of poetry become mysteries under the night, where ghosts emerge, as if a light were lit over all terror, which is the fear of oneself, that mirror that reveals the bones, that reveals the soul, where everyone despairs, where dignity truly lies, where my being remains beyond the carnal in this city where no one can call it "freedom." It is here where my memories become legend, as the dust of life surrounds my shadows on my path to my destiny.