Why life?
Why life?
Why do I have to live?
A soul inside doesn’t want to live.
‘You must live.’ Satan said.
‘Why?’ I asked my Master.
‘Your life is not your choice, mortal!’
Said it my satan.
‘Yes, your satan is right.’ Noted Satan.
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