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Eternity / Season of Grief

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Heinz:
There is no eternity to the things we can touch.
The season of grief is upon my soul.

Pray for me and my beloved family.

Heinz

Aladin:
Our Prophet said.
My community is like the rain. I don't know which one is better, the first or the last.

My G_d grant you strenght and wisdom in whatever you and your family may go through.

We are nothing but travellers in this world.

Jack Trippa 3z company ho:
God bless you and your family. Stay strong, this existence is temporary.

J. B A N A N A S:
#TYBG #POSITIVE #PROTECTLILB

Heinz:
You my lady
Bold melancholy
Solitary cry piercing my flesh,
Offering it to ennui,
Haunting my nights when I don't know
Which way my life should go,
I have paid you back a hundredfold.

The ambers of the dream

Left behind the ashes of a shadow of a lie
you told me to hear.
The white serenity
Minute of eternity was a dark-haired wicked waif

Who pierced my sorrow
with a sharp and sacred breast
leaving only the remorse
of seeing the sun rise on my solitude.

And I shall rest my head
between two words,
in the Valley
of the Vanquished.

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