He was a guy, i thought he lived.
All those degrees, he had he gaved.
Controlled by determination, he would leave.
It's totally true, i certainly would believe.
He desperately felt and got too unkind.
Then left away, with sensible mind.
Learning to live, with the real nature.
He was unstoppable, reckless about the gesture.
Far to disclusion, he lived in isolation.
Those vapour of thoughts, they got condensed.
Vanishing himself, even he couldn't find.
Achieved self supremacy with insensible mind.
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