I have come here from a place without limits...
...inhabited by the eternal Truth;
I am striving to come out of wilderness and...
...go back to inhabit in that eternal abode;
Sometimes I climb the peak of Illiyeen;
Sometimes I play in the Downworld of Saafileen;
But most of the time I relax in peace...
...and speak of neither profit nor loss;
Even if the world became a grove of gold trees...
...it wouldn't mean a fig for me;
Cause who can live on gold?
MyKoul
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