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Feb 2016
In life,
there's always a feeling
that you left something unfinished.

We just wake up one day
and everything has already changed
but us.

You tell one self
"someone's important!"
but you live like destiny's always on call.

It's is us who choose
How we live our days.
Injured, bleeding!
That's how we see ourselves.

But we know.
We know for sure, that after God
We are in control.
Oh, but how heart thy fear!
To hold the wheel.

In the end,
we are but the culprit
of our own misery
And endless insanity.

Life isn't all about destiny.
Don't wait and die
With nothing.
Eternal Threshold
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