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Wwhat urge me to do right?
The emptiness
The conciousness of living in the void of the feral muting against the vacant
Cold void
The incensed endeavour to rescing the fact of vacuty to be doomed
Neverthless
My imagination
Just symbols or repressed desires?
Vision of adoration and death?
And the disillusion of living in a world that has to be rescued
An age
That is sainted to mental decline and
My incapability to struggle for liberation
My last minute should not be marked
By the realization that I never really lived
Wwhat urge me to do right?   The emptiness   The conciousness of living in the void of the feral muting against the vacant   Cold void   The incensed endeavour to rescing the fact of vacuty to be doomed   Neverthless   My imagination   Just symbols or repressed desires?   Vision of adoration and death?   And the disillusion of living in a world that has to be rescued   An age   That is sainted to mental decline and   My incapability to struggle for liberation   My last minute should not be marked   By the realization that I never really lived