The Gate of Freedom
No one could tell the gate of freedom
Except the one made the whole things
Earthly life is locked in the fog of the unknown
And trying to find out the way to the kingdom
The lives created in Eden love graceful singing
But their voices are tightly closed by a misty fence
Who among us will turn to be the bright mind?
To sort out the way of stopping leaves from falling?
As long as this moment comes to be real
Each life will then become being eternal
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