You have it inside, don't show me,
Afraid of continuous life.
Just knowing the truth of the journey
Won't make it sufficiently rife.
Fulfill with the treasure of kindness,
Reject all suspicious advice.
While I see a flood of the colors,
The world becomes perfectly blind.
Make sure, these peoples are dazzled,
But leading you straight to the end
Of everything. Doubt of a hazard
Shines like a ridiculous brand.
Whatever, whenever, wherever
I told you - forget, if you feel
How heavy becomes to stay clever
And not to have wishes to kill.
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