Eternity
We walk and pass the gloomy
way,
Stronger than iroko tree we
are each day,
Sitting beside a solemn
floating spring,
Loudly it sounds,just
like the orchestra string,
Wind whirls widely
at the king,
The sun forget
not to glow from west to east,
All hearts
are always at feast,
The
echoing song like a vegetable it grow,
The living walk very
fast,
But the dead walk
very
slow, In
the darkest
path,
The moon
shines so wide,
And the
darkest went to hide.
Before
------ I ----- Was ----- Born.
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