What is sin
Where is hell
I am not here
to tell.
I have no birth
I have no death
And you said
Nothing after
Calculation of
False math.
No desire
No heaven
I am your fan
O my dear
I know not
How to reach
Seven.
you were here
You are here
You will be here
I am only
Present here
Form the moment
And for this circle
I have nothing
To comment.
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