In my words there are no life,
not after all.
Behind these lines
I can reach the life beyond the time.
I could be immortal
rising among the dead
as an almighty God
to loving like a mortal.
Beholding the northern lights
in solitude, far away to the world
But, too close to the shining starts
I am still writhing this strange words.
These empty words but sordid in meaning…
For some one mean... evil
to other ones is sad
for all the entire society it´s empty.
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