There are a lot of question, but one thing I Would like to feel for sure.
That all you do has influence on your future life.
Everything seems to be connected, transforming in an unknown way.
Somehow in that case it means we live more than once.
So many people have got off the course,
Stubbornly they blunder in the mist.
You can be lost in conjecture why there are no equal opportunities.
It’s so easy to speak in the full conviction about the only right way.
In pursuit of profit, when the fear lives only inside their pockets.
Do we have to grope? There must be some other way.
When rectitude is opposed with inhumanity,
Perhaps we’re here to filtrate ourselves.
Life destroyers who mutilate the others,
Multiple killers maltreat your victims.
I hope you’ll be eternally dying in suffering,
That everything will get back to you.
But there’s something else it gives me no peace of mind.
I have an impression that some of them get here by accident.
If, so then it could be a proof, that we live in a world of chaos.

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