Wandering Souls
Wandering human beings each
Enslaved by personally true doctrines of the existence or
Inescapably twisted with the nonexistence of the Existing One
Rampantly whirls around to face thousands of destinies all in one:
Death in color: paganism, science cutting edge, madness, and suicide.
Dla, November 17, 2014
Jaafar Sadig el Waad
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