I asked the Gods literally one day ago:
Why I'm still here, what can I do more?
After all I saw wide opened door
And it seems I'm not ready to go.
Then something takes me away, for what?
I'm so cleaned and spared from all
That can takes a reason to be in this world.
And They were answered on my monologue:
You're here only because of one resolve,
Scilicet to give off all of your love
While someone needs this deeply in soul
Until then You will exist in the crowd.
But the only one thing is locked:
Never let the morals incest also in thoughts.
So even if I'm tired and totally exhausted
The will of the Gods can not be ignored.
Literally
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