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A song-navigator for those who have suddenly lost their way: steps along a dark path, yesterday crunching underfoot, ahead - a fork in the road and a chorus of doubts. First a whisper of “hold on,” then a high note - and instead of tears, a smile appears, absurd and stubborn. Here they thank you for the meeting, regret a single word, and honestly admit their fear, but still throw warm fire into your palms: live, endure, break, gather yourself - and bloom again. The finale is like a sticker on a suitcase: “forward-forward-forward and higher-higher,” without pathos, with quiet irony, because surrender is clearly not part of the itinerary.