The death is simple,
The life is hard.
The psychology will stay,
The same,
but no one will,
willing to do the reign.

The philosophers,
The astrologers,
The scientiests,
will say the end is here,
since they know,
The death will hear.

Being ricked,
Being nostalgic,
isn't the key of sadness,
but,
thy,
we,
die,
for,
The,
God will stay Here.

Isn't it we say,
The Gross of mind,
isn't the sign of hatred,
but who reigns the death,
is lost of the realm
of "TRUTH".


-Alex



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