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"Life in seconds"


Beginning with no control,

Obsessed with my intuition

not abstaining from self desire,

But like the night with no light,

Finding one self with no end

Can distort our inner man.

But there comes a time

were we seek renewal,

We find it and we grow in it.

Then our time will come

When it will all be finished.

And move from this world

to the next like that of the 

Flower that withers at the end of

its time.

 

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