O heavens,
Power to be,
Let the fires tell you my worth.
If there anything left keep it.
However, if there nothing left let the chaff go into the endless night.
For I am only a worm that crawls on his belly eating his own death.
Oh what power do I have yet only in a lie.
For I am creature that noticed the cosmos.
Death is a one way ticket that everyone had to purchase.
For fate is the mystery behind death’s door.
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