Far away from here,
Lies my energy.
I have lost it,
Somewhere between my tongue and my elegy.
It was too heavy to keep with me and walk.
Now it's my body only full of marks!
The marks' design of the Falcons and Vultures,
The masters of destroying Sculptures.
My soul was untouched, but got stabbed,
And is the reason behind I left.
Now the Time has come; nothing to hold,
I am going to rest, and the rest is the WORLD!!



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