Run when you can
As fast as you can
While you still can
Because
A day will come
When your escape will exist
But your eyes will cease to see it
And a night will come
When your soul might break
And you spirit will take
It's flight
And run away
Taking your light
And your breath shall cease
And your property shall be divided
Your life's story will end
Your time will have expired
And it is up to you
While you still live
To ensure that at your departure
Even Death himself grieves.
21:17
23.11.22
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A Diary of Soul (Unedited Version)
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