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Seeking Truth
Did I ever impasse Only destiny to reach The very essence Of my solitary confinement? Can I ever greet another dawn without a sign of iniquity Of infinte curses? Will I ever explore the eternity the world and those ancient ruins without digging out the fossils Of some ugly truths? Did I ever sobbed looking at a poor dying without standing still With other inhumane like me? Can I ever stop questioning the universal testament and simply understand relationship everlasting? Will I ever pray addressing my deity not being just another among the crowd Of some sinners like me? Did I wished for Chancing up on a shooting star Own bonheur instead of someone else's? Can I ever experience the soltitude awaiting the whole day to alter Without any second thought rather humoring to a dreadful combat? Will I ever stare at the solar eclipse Without listening to those old rumors By those deceivers airing along? Did I ever breathe fresh air sailing the seven seas and allowed myself to face the storm Leting my fear to miss me? Can I ever rose To touch the sky and fended for Those silverlinings? Will I ever know myself To feel my soul without any sake Just me and my own spirit?
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