FW092

FW092

A nocturnal environment Sad and misanthropic Silent and quiet very moody There is however a star The shining moonlight The light Even in the most ferocious And atrocious there is hope Someone you trust A being that animates us E pulls up A friend, a companion even true At any time Be it the ultimate ****** Someone who looks at indifferently without belief Love looks not with Inflict pain us Somehow Do not believe in being Friend and looking Only for your navel Also he once Feel the difference Whose friend’s friend And feel the belief of love Even in the hour of pain ****** The one day The man would be No one could say If they said it was unaware For the Man Always makes something else happen Was rooted in its Of life, from the moment of birth Grow up and eventually die Everything the man did No one could foresee And not even know why made This is Man and his being

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