Eternal CycleA Poem by Satoshi IroTzuValues of foul world will burn black smoke be its legacy souls porting back to earth I smile , you smile they smile. we cry you cry. I cry we live to die ejected from loop of cosmos made to be alive
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Added on April 18, 2015 Last Updated on April 18, 2015 Author
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