The strongest power of the universe.

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May be for once,

the light of life is going to emerge

from Earth entrails.

How much do we own?

Wooing and dreams,

further the planned situation of the daily pace.

We live so few
years on this land,

that if we don't live all the life,

we lost the view

of the core, and we use the knife

of the golden thrustfulness

to trundle on.

And so... if the light of the life doesn't emerge from the Earth's heart,

we must track down the hiden gate of mankind.

I couldn't help but notice

the power of the cosmos's shape;

every line is made of love and hate.

But hate is an empty box of cold and darkness,

just to understand the light.

Existence is not a pink story of honey and sugar plum;

we're fire and rage,

and in the cage

of dreams is breathing the yearn of the years;

we are the strongest power of the universe.  

Jeremias. S.

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