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Wretched - I sit here pondering
Of life after death or voids forever more
From the moment f my awakening
To the time of my slumber
Every day is torture waiting for the end

Do I have a soul
That exists beyond my shell
After dying, and having been
Long forgotten with time
What am I -In this endless cycle
Of creation and destruction in this plane
Insignificant, and neverlasting
I'm but dust in the wind in a Universe of Storms

Death will, reign supreme
on this world, relentlessly
Spreading it’s wings in defiance
of all creation, has tried to stay
Treacherous Rebirth; A reformed consciousness
Do I have a soul?
Where do men go when they die?
Do I have a soul that exists beyond my shell
After dying, and having been -
Long forgotten with time
Wretched -I sit here pondering
Of life after death, or voids forever more
Everyday is torture, Waiting for the End

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