Towards Death
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Towards death
Nothing could threaten
As I experienced heaven
Not in dreams
But in poems
How could it be?
That I felt no free
Whereas everything was within me
I was absolutely under divine tree
I thought
And rethought
For salvation
But love was only solution
Why were people running away?
And resolved to stay
Fight for survival
And be an honest individual
I found an answer
That could not be given by shower
But I had it from inner depth
Else it was pushing me toward death
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