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Just a brief composition about the Essence of Life |
Beyond the Mountains and beyond the Seas, Oceans like Fountains, please, baptize Me. Born like the Dust, grown as a Creature, as the Wind has its Gust, my Heart has its Feature. With a silent Torment is provided by Me, living Life as a moment that no one can ever see. It's a Wound that I possess being Man, being Ghost, without Glory or success, as an old dying host |