Inquisitiveness
Nothing is there but nihility
And bells ring to the Dead
Ah who could hear my cry?
Death converses with me
-Darkness is secret
And hidden worlds
-Touring darkness is dismay
And scary…
-Clarity raises not curiosity.
Coming closer to the tree,
You favored inquisitiveness
Thus departed to your world
Discern it,
Face and meet your destiny …!
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