Night began to look up
Climbing - prayer rookets began to be created from sinful servants
Also my grip on the creator
Asked if it should be as difficult as this is my destiny
.
Then, for the umpteenth time
The heart is contrary to my reason
.
It was not,
It's not my fate
But my lips are too tired to keep my gratitude always
.
Back to reality
That the life of my destiny is really a want
Then,
From this moment
I learned to be grateful in all circumstances.
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