Gray clouds...
Black leaves
And the mighty trunks ..
Colored thoughts
In my head 've
Been looking everywhere:
In my memory,
Is not there anywhere else?
(White cloud flew,
The body is mortal deserted)
Thoughts of death -
Back to life,
Giving impulse
When falling from a height
In a sea of ;;tears and go under ;
Decay and bustle around ...
All ashes and bustle ...
How deep is
Thoughts emptiness
About the eternity of sin,
And eternity of Eden
In heaven and under the ground.
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