It’s penetrating inside
It’s at termination
Though knew the center of sensation
But can’t stop it for the sub creation
This wanderer persuade to do it
It blinks and cannot stop it
How can hide truth of the next
It’s not yet completed
Not even reach that shore
Everything was the absolutism of mine
Just want to know the prospect
But cannot predict as its life
Can’t reach before the occasion
Solitude is the product of vagueness
Fragrance of darkness
Sometimes awful and haul it
Leads to never ending fantasy
Can’t accept the next reality
As it was hit by this time
None can do it now
It’s the cycle of good and worst
How can confirm the value of that
As none can predict it for now…
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Everything was the absolutism of mine Just want to know the prospect But cannot predict as its life Deep thinking.