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There was a man
his face was made of ice
A long black cloak
That fluttered hit
by the wind
Wisdom led him to take the way
of the unviolated mountain
But this time the way
was wrong
It swerved and climbed up to the sky
Leading the man on the sun
But the sun dissolved him
and burnt his cloak
But the belief of universal omniscence
survived... Survived!!
And he wandered in the sky
Among the stars and the night
Lit by the moon taking him by his hand

There was a man...
...
He ended his life in a land far away
On a cradle of roses
and pillows of petals
But maybe the thorns were to sharpened
To take him to the end...
He ended his life in a land far away
On a cradle of roses
and pillows of petals
But maybe the thorns
were to sharpened
...to an endless sleep

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