I am trying to believe in kingdoms and horses,
For one jumps to the next level with zeal,
As fast as the travel of a chariot or steed,
Relationships will reenter the position of your soul.
Yet they differ on their subjects as if a knowledge
Opens the foot of doors and the leg of windows.
I have a clumsy system of work in my code,
Tomorrow will be ill, today is downcast.
I fix my eyes on a condition that prevails,
Touching the souls and mountains
That swept the earth with their cold
Candour, withdrawing from youth as it burned.
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