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I’m sorry, but it is not for you, that I live
Hence the reason for this apology, I now give
There is nothing else left, that I can propose
Trivial the matter may be, even trifling I should suppose
At this moment, I fade away on wings of doves
By the side of peace, that I may be above
Put out of your mind, all that ye have known
Of this life I lived, for I have passed on
My yesterdays were to be the same as my tomorrows
Vacant, if I dwelt here with you lost in today’s sorrow
So if I am to be cursed from my past
I pray for my unborn that karma will not last
To be blessed with free will, I paid the price
I’ll choose destiny over fate, I hope she will suffice.
