In the world full of wickedness, it might be hard to remain virtuous.
For what left me,
For what I left.
A good companion shortens the longest road.
Don’t take yourself for granted.
Never dying though, they arise and fly again.
He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.
Deep, slow and bated
Air comes and go steadily.
All you really want is to be found.
My heart now bids adieu to you.
No one can long hide behind a mask.
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