Oct 28
Days transform into nights.
Nights turn into days.
Mornings fall into noons.
Noons turn into evenings
Life and death merged.
There is no life and death apart.
The shepherds will be asked
Regarding life and death
A sizable crowd is approaching.
To compete between light and dark.
And the winners will take applause.
The losers will regret it.
Nights turn into days.
Mornings fall into noons.
Noons turn into evenings
Life and death merged.
There is no life and death apart.
The shepherds will be asked
Regarding life and death
A sizable crowd is approaching.
To compete between light and dark.
And the winners will take applause.
The losers will regret it.
(27/M)
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