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What a bitter truth?
What a bitter truth about the root.
Where world knows nothing about it root.
Who knows something say nothing about this world.
Where God is angry without a word.
This world goes longer without an end.
In this world where the first man is curse.
What hope lies for those to come.
Where no man is made to make a choice.
Where and when he wants to come.
Why has devil taken part of us?
Why has God mint the devil?
Why has God mint the world?
Why has God mint us?
Why has God curse us from the start?
He who knows everything before it start.
Will end be to this world?
Is there world beyond this world?
And if we curse to make mistakes.
Mistakes are not sins.
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