Sickness
When the sun shines from the east
Trembling slowly before me,
The planet is so beautiful,
When the moon set from the north
Invisible blinding my face and eyes
Sands rollover in the desert,
The air full of blurt
The ravage in my shadow
Illness is within my soul
My mind sweat in the presence of sickness
It left me unable to smile.
Blood feel so relaxed in weakness
Mind full of bleakness
Invisible blindness on my eyes.
My soul looking for survival
In the heart of fitness
Because I'm far from my mother's love
And from my sister's dove.
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