Sometimes I feel alone
But still unaware of my life
Sometimes I am hurld into the depth of nothingness
I cry but none to support
Why given life!
What the object!
People say that I ask much question
What the question
That's the reality
None to protect
None to guide
Why am I here?
Neither Light nor Deliverence!
O Creator! Show me the way straight.
O Light! Guide me in darkness that has no close...
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